Volume 1, Chapter 36: Li Kuang Picks a Fight, the Trial Begins!

Lin Yi realized that once this Earthly Cage took shape, it would be far from easily broken.

The skill alone could unleash three astonishing strikes, each dealing over five hundred thousand damage. With the triple stacking effect, it was practically monstrous. Furthermore, Lin Yi could still cast other skills while it was active.

"Hiss—"

Lin Yi drew a sharp breath. "If I had possessed this skill earlier, the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group would have been nothing; I could have wiped them out with a wave of my hand!"

Three attacks totaling one point five million damage—who could possibly withstand that?

"This skill is my trump card; it must not be used lightly!" Lin Yi calculated inwardly, feeling quite pleased. After all, his strength was growing day by day, and his arsenal was becoming increasingly diverse.

Upon learning that the worlds would eventually merge...

"I don't know either. But I saw him being chased by Pokémon last time, so let's ask him later," Wang Hao replied to Leafeon after glancing back at Dawa.

It was already afternoon, but the wind had grown more ferocious and the rain heavier, with no sign of stopping. At this rate, the downpour would likely continue until nightfall.

According to Wang Chenhao’s confession, he did not know Xu Bingyan and was unaware she was a celebrity; his motive for murder was merely a moment of impulse, driven by a desire to vent his anger and commit robbery.

Before the gateway, the members of the Heavenly God Society exchanged uneasy glances. Xue Jingfeng’s words seemed somewhat irresponsible. Although the secret treasure was right before them, time was short; what if they got trapped inside?

As for the remaining Mienfoo and Chesnaught, one kept looking around in search of food, while the other was admiring the surrounding scenery with great interest.

Wang Hao and his group had not rested since earlier. Even though Dawa had tried his best to endure, his stamina was now reaching its limit.

Liu Hao flew over to Situ Jian’s side at this moment. He looked left and right, and seeing no one present outside of the Taigui Sect, he asked with confusion.

"Comrade Wang Feng, watch your tone. We can all hear you," the chief commander in the control room said.

Liu Yan wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and looked at Fang Tianhua with gratitude, saying with a hint of worry, as she feared he would truly go up there to throw his life away.

"Hello, sir?" The robot was a home service unit, though only a cheap, program-controlled model.

Every time he sucked out a mouthful of venomous blood, wicked thoughts flashed through Yang Fan’s mind. He desperately wanted to linger on Xiwei’s chest for a few more seconds and take a gentle bite of her soft, white curves.

Jiang He and Guan Deng pushed the coffin lid open with a joint effort. The group peered inside, only to find that it was completely empty.

Moreover, before I went to see Gao Qi, I brought a secret weapon. If Gao Qi truly intended to kill me, I would fight him to the death.

There were too many meetings like this that started with a bang and ended with a whimper. Today was actually not bad; since the incident had blown up too much and required a scapegoat, Liang Huan did not resist stubbornly. He accepted the warning—after all, as an elder-level figure, he was guaranteed at least a provincial-level command, and a mere warning had no impact on the three of them whatsoever.

In this region, the law of the jungle prevailed. If he could become even a fraction stronger, his own life would be better guaranteed.

"It’s hard to say about that raw stone; it seems to be the highlight of this auction. Every time the bidding stops, the second-highest bidder has the right to have the cutter make a single cut to see the base color, then choose whether or not to continue bidding," Yang Fan responded. Even he could not be certain about that one-ton raw stone.

A cultivator is a cultivator; strength is king. There is no need to show excessive concern for the weak. Just like in the cultivation world, if he were to step forward, he could directly take over the forces left behind by Meng Weiran. Any who dared to resist would simply be crushed.

"Our food as vampires is different from that of humans, so I still find it difficult," the vampire said embarrassedly while sucking on his own lips.

If it weren't for the presence of powerhouses like Xiang Niyu and the Heavenly Dao Alliance, the scene likely would have spiraled out of control long ago. Some people still possessed a modicum of self-awareness, knowing these things were beyond their reach, though, of course, others were blinded by their own overconfidence.

The aura shifted abruptly, as if Fatian had abandoned hand-to-hand combat and returned to the methods of a Qi practitioner.

The pain from last night had not yet subsided, and any slight movement pulled at her wounds, causing her to wince. She had only ever heard others say such things were wonderful, but now it seemed they were all lies.

Fortunately, my foundation was not bad to begin with, and after the special care from Guo Yizhan during this period, my strength had increased dramatically, matching his speed.

Putting these two pieces of news together, why did it feel like I had been too excited when I spoke to him?

"They were... gifts... sent by Lord Zhongran," he said, weighing his words. This was the first time he felt the need to declare his stance, yet found his language inadequate.

I shook my head, my thoughts entirely focused on the chessboard before me, only to hear Dou Dou whimpering and grumbling.

It must be said that such competition was truly brutal, clearly even more perilous than the consecutive matches held today.

No one saw how Rong Luo moved, but by the time we reacted, he already had Mu Ying by the throat, pinning her against the wall.

Guan Ju’er did not urge him to stay. She felt that the fewer people who knew about what happened tonight, the better, so as to prevent gossip from spreading and harming Andy.

The path of seeking the Dao he had chosen was actually seen through so easily by this man—this spear strike was aimed directly at the foundation of his primordial spirit.

The Butcher, in fact, was surnamed Ren. It is said he was once a pig slaughterer who treated his wife very well. One day, returning from slaughtering pigs, he caught his wife and another man in their room. This truly enraged Ren the Butcher; he grabbed his slaughtering knife, charged into the room, and killed them both.

"Dragon-Elephant Vajra Palm?" The crowd was in an uproar. As experts from superior empires, they naturally understood what the Dragon-Elephant Vajra Palm represented.

The rabbit had very little blood. Jiang Kehao pulled its head off, and hardly any blood flowed out.