Chapter 55

What a joke! How brave, how resilient, how defiant of the heavens, and how sharp was the son of Leishan?

Looking around, she saw dozens of coffins densely lined up beside her. Seeing this, Yinniang shook her head, secretly blaming Zhang Ruyun for his mischief. However, her body felt weak and sore, leaving her powerless to argue with him.

Fortunately, Ye Zhiqiu possessed a fire attribute and practiced a mental technique called the Blazing Mysterious Art. Once his true essence was stimulated, a stream of flames would envelop his entire body. Immediately, he hurriedly circulated his profound art, condensing and then dispersing his true essence in a rush.

"I don't know." The same question, the same answer. Xiao Yao stared coldly at the three people opposite him, standing with his hands behind his back, his hand already stealthily reaching toward his waist.

It was not yet time for despair. Chou Jiao had gone to trade, and Hongjian knew the outcome of today's transaction—she would not obtain the true Celestial Epiphyllum.

Zhang Ruyun had not expected Yanniang to perform such coarse and menial labor as boiling water. Failing to understand her intention, he hesitated for a moment. But as he gazed intently, he noticed a trace of comfort in Yanniang's eyes. As he pondered, a vague realization seemed to dawn upon him. Seeing Zhang Ruyun hesitate, and fearing that her innermost thoughts would be discerned by him, Yanniang immediately let out a sharp cry.

Zhang Ruyun's peerless movement technique had never been broken before. Having now suffered defeat at the hands of the person he despised the most, and seeing that old hag relying on the might of a magical treasure, anger welled up within him, and a fierce, murderous戾气 suddenly appeared on his face.

The eastern horizon was faintly tinged with a red glow, whether illuminated by the towering flames or heralded by the approaching dawn, one could not tell.

Identity verification was designed to prevent ill-intentioned individuals from assuming false names to infiltrate the Daoist academy and commit acts that would damage its reputation.

The opportunity had finally arrived at this moment; how could he not muster all his strength to contend with the military tycoon opposite him?

Zhou You couldn't be bothered with Young Master Dong's fiery glare and Chen Qiong's helpless expression, directly pulling Amamiya Kotomuki away with him.

As he spoke, his body had already jumped off the ox cart. Lou Zhengming opened his mouth, his face blushing without saying anything; he merely stared as Ye Junyi followed Flower Aunt and the others into the shop.

The young man was startled, the words he had prepared stuck in his throat, and under Diexue's repeated frights, he actually took two steps back.

Thank you. He had never said thank you before, but for her, he really broke his rule. Two drops of the Source of Ten Origin—she certainly thought highly of his injured body, directly attacking his soul and shattering his cultivation. For the sake of the heavenly realm, she truly stopped at nothing. A cold, bloodthirsty frost flashed across his purple eyes.

Jinyhaoxuan and Xin Zeyang were also dressed in crisp, neat white robes with narrow sleeves and long lapels, looking as sharp and agile as could be.

Just as Siosi nodded, Ying's hand moved in an instant. The next second, a man's scream was heard along with the clattering sound of objects dropping to the ground.

However, nothing of note had happened over the past half-year. The reason it was called a period of peace was that the bizarre events occurring in the town were no longer targeted solely at the families of Makoto Itsushima and Hideki Saito.

Clutching his nose, he nudged the corpse's head with the tip of his shoe. This head, shaped strikingly like a dog's, actually had a large, gaping hole on top.

Cao Cao also understood that this ten-day tug-of-war should be considered over. No matter how large the enemy's numbers were, once they lost all morale, they would be completely useless.

Now, as the Lihuo Demon King dispelled the illusory demonic arts, the terrifying scene on the stone chamber floor was fully revealed.

Because this old tailor had actually colluded with those judges at the competition, he must have climbed aboard the Xia family's ship, otherwise how could he possibly recognize the Loulan King's Mausoleum?

After encountering one another, they collided, squeezed, and wore each other down, refusing to yield in the void as they engaged in a fierce battle.

He Zhiyue's skepticism did not bring any pressure to Ye Xiu. At this moment, Ye Xiu's face maintained a faint smile throughout, casting aside all distractions and focusing single-mindedly on commanding his sword to strike.

"Roar!" Suddenly, Zhang Tiansheng seemed to hear such a sound. How could a zombie-like roar possibly appear in this place?

"Hmph, you forced this on me! Don't blame me!" Feng Jieshu's pretty face flushed red as she gritted her teeth and let out a cold, reproachful snort.

The group walked out of Ye Xiu's Traditional Chinese Medicine Health Club and arrived in front of the Chenghua Traditional Chinese Medicine Health Club at the other end of the pedestrian street.

However, the moment the coffin lid hit the ground, two more corpse puppets, whose auras were not a bit weaker than the previous one, flew out.

Jiutian and the others had fallen completely silent, never expecting that Xie Feihan harbored so many painful memories in his heart. His birth had created his suffering; he ought to have been a proud son of heaven, but because he could not cultivate, his illustrious background instead became a massive mountain crushing down upon his head.

Xu Zheng was struck with utter terror. The National Preceptor's move had been far too sudden, and since her martial arts were exceptionally high and she was so close, dodging was already impossible. Seizing the moment in a flash of quick thinking, the palm hovering over her white, alluring mounds abruptly pressed down.

Ye Zhisheng naturally did not hesitate, but the moment he turned around, those monsters lunged toward him.

Before his hand could strike Ning Feng's face, Ning Feng grabbed it directly, and with a backhanded slap, directly knocked him against the wall.

However, before Xue Sanqian could leave, the sky ahead suddenly darkened with lightning and thunder, and a majestic pressure made the heaven and earth rumble and tremble.

"Let's see how long you can endure! Once I shatter every bone in your body, I'll make you kneel like a dead dog in front of Young Master Xiao to atone for your sins!" Xiao Tie said grimace-fully.

Although this was his first time structuring, Jiutian felt no fear and calmly followed the procedures.

"Let's go, go back and pack up, we should leave this ghost place," Ye Zhisheng took a deep breath and said.

The true Xuanyan True Dragon was not in Luoyan Mountain, but now, the spirit essence of a Xuanyan True Dragon was being used as the core of an array to set up the Blazing Fire Incinerating the Sun Formation here.

Ning Jing cast a cold glance at Chenxi, snorted coldly, and flicked her wrist. That white cloth shot back into her sleeve as if it had eyes, sending a chill through the hearts of everyone present.

"Grandfather is calling you back. Your phone kept ringing without anyone answering, so he told me to come out and check," said the cousin.

"Let's fight to the death!" Qin Gao was no benevolent soul. Since you want to drag me down with you and trade your life for my injuries, I will grant your wish.

Huasheng did not say much, frantically reversing his true essence. The very first move of the Blazing Flame Spear Technique he unleashed—now that his realm had improved—finally truly displayed the might of a heavenly-grade martial art.

Returning to the Li residence, Sun Ying finally gained relief from the bridal sedan chair. Dragging on until dusk, after sending off the other congratulatory guests, the heavy doors were closed, and Li Li gathered with his old brothers from Nanjing around a table to drink.