Volume 1, Chapter 66: Winnie

Though the force was slight, Zhaoyan felt a violent shock in her mind, turning dizzy and nearly collapsing, but fortunately, Youyue caught her from behind.

"Yaner, how are you?"

This was condensed from the vital blood that Ye Tian had restored back then by expending the power of two recovery stone talismans.

Gu Nanchen wanted to support Song Zhizhi, but as soon as he got close, he started sneezing incessantly.

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, another joss stick's duration went by. Dongfang Hao and Feng Wuhen still showed no signs of making a move, and at this moment, someone beneath the arena finally lost their patience.

Lu Jin did not pursue the matter any further; after all, as long as she had a general idea of what happened, Chen Qingmei probably hadn't been far off.

Although the Divine Emperor Sect had only emerged for a short time, its influence was already immense, spreading throughout the martial arts world and buying off numerous factions from both the righteous and demonic paths.

Ye Tian sensed the development speed of his secret realm; producing a piece of immortal elemental energy on his own required a whole month.

Because this skill was genuinely difficult to control, Chen Toughguy hadn't used it much before, but now it finally came in handy.

When they saw this refresh only spawn a single inner demon, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, except for Bingbing, whose brows remained tightly furrowed.

Indeed, after a lapse of two months, Ma Liufei thought the limelight had died down, and his active thoughts stirred once again.

At this moment, in Jindu's eyes, Gu Yuyin was his master; she pressed her thin lips together and said not a word.

Elder Jian was extremely fond of Lin Feng. Although he himself had two disciples, neither of them had produced scale seals, possessing only higher-than-average talent in forging. Upon walking into the room, Lin Feng abruptly spotted a glistening, radiant longsword placed inside Elder Jian's quarters.

Yet this rate of improvement startled even the divine sense of the God of Fortune residing within his mind.

There was still a flying Quinn on the opposite side; if he stayed here, he had no confidence he could make it out alive.

Just at that moment, one of the particularly slender figures suddenly paused, and then two blade-slashes cleaved out simultaneously, forming a cross shape.

In other words, that figure had participated in a battle between a plane guardian and a deity, and successfully wounded Valhalla?

As soon as he finished speaking, the cultivator surnamed Wu gathered a ball of black Qi in his hand and attacked Daoist Yuyang and the others.

Chen Xi's words, brushing past like a biting winter wind, rippled across the arena. At this moment, the Ninth Princess felt a chill spread through her entire body, as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

However, because her acupoints had not been unsealed, she remained unable to move even upon waking up.

This rotational force was terrifyingly immense, sucking and twisting the space itself. Even the spiritual energy orb torn apart by Chen Xi could not withstand this centrifugal force, and was actually dragged into a spin by the pointed cone formed upon Chen Xi's fist.

"Classmate Ye Hao, I've always wanted to find an opportunity to thank you in person, but I never had the time. I'm truly sorry," Yan Anmin said with a smile.

The entire nurturing process was immensely perilous. Once there was the slightest error, not only would the Heavenly Dao Wizard Artifact be destroyed, but the nurturing wizard might also face fatal danger.

"Where are we even going?" Seeing the tour bus driving toward a remote area, the disciples of the Shaanxi Sun family could not help but feel suspicious.

"Good. Come over here and sign this. Remember, no one is forcing you." Berong gave a faint smile and then placed an agreement on the conference table. A flash of surprise simultaneously crossed everyone's eyes—this old fellow had actually prepared this in advance? Could it be that his very goal was to make them relinquish the power in their hands?

Gently clenching her fist to enclose the ear stud within her palm, Ye Qin walked toward the room where Yang Yi and the others were located.