Volume 1, Chapter 32: You Are Not Allowed to Show Up That Day Either!
Indeed! Patch was not lying; whether in his past life or his present, he had practically never come into contact with anything resembling a contract.
The sacrificial priest, who had been pursued by the Beautiful Poison Butterfly, finally managed to catch his breath, sitting on the ground and gasping heavily.
"I am not sure if the three major families possess any Level 5 transcendents, but it is highly likely that Egypt now has one—a being beyond what you call the Pharaoh level," Zhang Taibai said with a solemn tone.
Because of compassion, there is no heart; because there is no heart, there is no sentiment. It is precisely because the mind is as still as water that one can never be led astray by inner demons.
After applying the phosphorescent powder, Lin Feng found his vision beginning to clear. Looking at Bat Canyon again, aside from the dim light, it was no different from daytime.
Seeing that Wang Kai and Zeus had actually formed an alliance, Daisy spoke up quickly, thinking that if she could visit Mount Olympus, this trip would be well worth it.
If he were still the carefree man he once was, she would surely believe he would follow her into death. But now? He had a wife, children, and the burden of the entire Gu family on his shoulders. Could a man carrying so much truly let go and spend eternity with her in the afterlife?
He had never tasted this tea before. It smelled faintly of the sea, but upon drinking it, his mouth was filled with a lingering fragrance. The tea contained a trace of spiritual power, which Ji Gong found immensely enjoyable.
From then on, he locked her away in a deep, ancient tower, imprisoned where the sun never shone, like a golden canary in a cage.
The newly solidified divine soul saw its mental energy and consciousness rapidly depleting, while a true spirit instantly coalesced in the void.
Shen Xiu watched, a smile inevitably appearing on his face. It seemed the residents of the two Earths were integrating quite well.
Startled back to reality by the shout, she turned to look and saw that Luo Nanyang had missed his footing, one leg slipping straight off the riverbank.
The young man narrowed his eyes and clicked his tongue. In the darkness further away, he could vaguely see some moving torchlight; it seemed more people were arriving. Before the first group had even been seen off, the numbers behind seemed to be growing.
Kiki finally noticed Ah Rui standing honestly nearby and quickly got up to help him lay out the food container.
Unlike other areas, these two high mountains could not be climbed; they were sealed by prohibitions. One second-realm demonic cultivator had been instantly struck dead and turned to ash by the barrier due to his impulsive attempt to climb.
Qin Yu had no choice but to use his own strength; he twisted his body, performed three and a half spins in the air, and then crashed to the ground.
Watching the joyful smile on that guy’s face, Shen Xiu rolled his eyes, his melancholy vanishing in an instant.
Once that underground force was the first to voice opposition, they would likely suffer retaliation from the Mafia afterward.
It seemed to hesitate for a moment, then snapped off a stalactite pillar as thick as a person’s embrace and swung it at my head. I flipped backward, bracing my hands against one end of the pillar.
Long Xuan leaped up, transforming into a thousand-foot black dragon. As the black dragon bared its fangs and brandished its claws, the entire void began to tremble and dim. To fight a powerhouse like Xue Qingru, one had to be in their strongest combat state, so Long Xuan shifted directly into his true form.
"Yes, yes, going back to the hotel would be too time-consuming. Assistant Yun, let’s go," Lu Xuan said happily.
Before Chen Gui’s words had even faded, a beautiful red sports car pulled up to the gate of the village committee, honking its horn. As the door opened, Xia Jian stepped out, closely followed by the stunningly beautiful Ouyang Xue.
One of the celestial bead hidden weapons spun as it neared Zen Master Shengyun, suddenly exploding in mid-air and showering him with a green liquid.
The Kunlun Sect leader, Master Guyue, spoke up from the side: "Young Hero Yang’s divine skills are invincible; our Kunlun Sect admits defeat." Hearing the leader’s words, the Seven Swords of Kunlun felt humiliated and retreated with heads hung low.
Although Vietnam’s population cannot compare to that of the mainland, the number of people coming and going on this street today was truly overwhelming. Liu Xinghao had actually wanted to find Ruan Meizhao just now, but after being delayed for so long and with the crowds growing, finding her would not be an easy task.
A faint, refreshing fragrance filled the entire office—neither quite tea nor quite flower, but incredibly pleasant. Its emerald hue, like willow branches shrouded in mist amidst the spring breeze, was crystal clear, exuding a touch of spring from within the jade cup.
Lu Xuan twisted his waist in pain, sweat pouring down like rain. His brow was tightly furrowed, and he let out occasional soft moans.
After eliminating the giant beetle, how to transport such a large number of transcendents became a crucial link in the communication between the Holy See and the Planetary Alliance. The most optimistic scenario was to hold one coastal runway and evacuate most of the transcendents by plane, while the rearguard would be picked up via seaplane by sea.
Wu Ren smacked his lips as he typed this message, told her goodnight and goodbye, then turned off his phone screen.
The folk classification of "Mages," "Immortals," and "State Preceptors" is very broad; it functions like a job rank, corresponding to the lower, middle, and upper grades of cultivation. Each grade has three levels, and each level is divided into three tiers, totaling twenty-seven steps.
During this time, he had a sudden whim to test the strength of their bones and hair, but he forcibly restrained himself. Having absorbed their mental energy and taken their swords, treating their remains as experimental specimens was simply not something a human would do.
Once the two from Peach Pool had left, Xiang Tian found a patch of soft grass to sit on, closed his eyes, and pinched a spell, his internal energy beginning to flow.