Chapter 37

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Except for her name, there is not a single shred of truth in the post Xigua made on Weibo; it is entirely fabricated.
"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch..." Fang Zhengqing quickly cried out in pain. Although he didn't feel a thing, he pretended to be in agony.
Generally speaking, due to malnutrition, the height of primitive people usually hovers around 1.6 meters, with the occasional taller individual reaching 1.7 meters. Of course, there is no shortage of genetic mutations, the kind that grow to 1.9 or 2 meters tall like Tushan.
If the doctor hadn't said that Zhang Qinglian’s pregnancy was saved because of the emergency treatment provided by Leng Hanxing, Leng Zhifeng would have wanted to strangle her.
Ye Tian’s final words were spoken calmly, yet they concealed a dual meaning: testing both whether these people possessed a sense of shared identity and whether they had the capacity for insight.
A large piece of skin had been stripped from the old man’s face, and the raw, red wound oozed blood, a truly shocking sight.
Ye Tian took the heart-protecting mirror and examined it. He discovered that it was forged from an unknown metal and featured holes at all four corners, appearing to be a component of a complete suit of armor.
The car arrived at the entrance of Manager Liu’s villa, a detached property on the outskirts of the city. Before they could get close, two cars blocked their path. The bodyguards insisted that they proceed on foot, leaving Bai Ziqing no choice but to let everyone out of the vehicle.
As she exerted force, she pushed aside the two wooden spears. Following this, Li Ya surged forward with lightning speed, zipping past the two tribal chiefs.
Dan Qingzi was shocked by the sound. With no time to think, he turned around and prepared to strike with a palm, channeling all his strength into the blow in a desperate attempt to annihilate Baili Dengfeng once and for all.
"It is not just the First Legion. Delakos previously sent word that some soldiers in his Second Legion have begun to feel dizzy and lethargic. They are even afraid to order a change in formation for fear of causing major chaos," Tormid cautioned.

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"Brother, I have already said that our missions do not conflict. Why must you pursue me so relentlessly?" Yu Sheng asked.
Once they returned home, Chen Dongsheng closed the door and called the children inside. He took out the silver from his bosom and placed it on the table, watching with smug satisfaction as everyone stood there dumbfounded—he had worn the same expression when he first saw it.
The man’s mocking words were cut short by another voice from the side. When he looked at the screen again, he was so startled that his eyes nearly popped out of his head.
"I... I was just overcome with emotion. Zhu Qing, please don't be angry. It was my fault, I'm sorry." Feeling guilty, Chen Yu didn't insist further; a wrong was a wrong, a right was a right—there was no need to save face.
Golden dragons and serpents manifested from his hands, winding around the Daoist Po Tian, binding and restraining him, even crushing the silver dragon out of shape.
The maddened Li Yu suddenly stepped onto his flying sword and rushed desperately in one direction. He no longer cared about anything; he couldn't even worry about the Molong behind him. Now, there was only one thought in Li Yu's mind: survival.
This Martial Ancestor powerhouse, who called himself Tie Niu, was someone Hua Yifan had invited from parts unknown. He usually maintained an indifferent demeanor, occasionally cracking harmless jokes without ever losing his temper. Yet everyone knew he was incredibly deep, keeping his emotions hidden, and his methods were terrifyingly ruthless.
This single factor alone was enough to place the Yunhai Sacred Sect above the Yunhai Star, establishing it as a transcendent power.
Before long, they arrived at Workshop No. 1. The workshop contained a vast pool, though it had long since dried up, devoid of a single drop of water. The pool was filled with various equipment and pipes, and the ceiling was similarly cluttered with machinery.
The assault on the Towers of Heaven was in full swing. Within just a week, the Towers of Heaven at Mount Fuji and the Great Pyramid of Giza in Egypt had been destroyed, as had the ones at the Eiffel Tower in Paris and Big Ben.
The mother wolf explained that the reason was a lack of oxygen; even during normal running, she would instantly become breathless, and even when gasping for air, it felt as though the air simply did not exist.

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If the Hidden Sword Sect had been willing to fight to the death to protect the Qianlong Sword, they would have been hailed as heroes. The righteous path of the martial arts world would have been greatly heartened, inspiring more people to join the fight against the cults and uphold justice.
Indeed, they had always doubted whether there were others on this island. Now it was confirmed. After searching for so long, they had stumbled upon their target without even trying—they had waited for the rabbit, and the rabbit had come to them.
Wang Pengfei looked back to see a young Daoist dressed in yellow robes, holding a whisk in his hand and watching him with a smile.
In the first year of the Cataclysm, two king-level monsters appeared in the ocean, forcing the people of the South Flame Continent to form a resistance alliance, which later established three main defense bases. Among them, the Three Elephant Base, located at the southernmost tip and battling the ocean monsters, possessed the greatest strength.
The man in the leather jacket had just reached out to touch Zhuo Yun when Yu Xicheng rushed over, kicked him to the ground, and began to stomp on him fiercely with his leather boots.
At this moment, Moon Lake was even more bustling. Although it was stipulated that each guest could only bring two attendants, the number of people wandering around continued to grow. Qian Yun hadn't even stepped out of his courtyard for the last two days; he did not care for such crowded and boisterous occasions.
Her swordsmanship and techniques were naturally derived mostly from the Yang family. Only after entering the Star God Academy did she realize that compared to the sword techniques she had learned in the Yang family, those at the academy were not worth mentioning, as the Yang family’s techniques were superior in every respect.
Although after comparison, one might conclude that the Houston Rockets were better at bullying weak opponents than the Los Angeles Lakers.
Even with his status as an Innate Martial Artist, if he were truly willing to pay a certain price, it was not impossible for him to obtain a Heavenly Origin Divine Pill.