Chapter 57: We Will All Help You

After undergoing several transformations, and upon making thorough inquiries, the Ancient Bear Beast King confirmed Qiuluo’s active territory. In order to continue obtaining accurate intelligence from within their ranks, he maintained his disguised reconnaissance and gathered information with utmost care. Eventually, his actions drew the attention of the Persian commoners, who reported the matter to General Zhemeng, a close personal guard of Supreme Leader Qiuluo.

The blue energy drifted into midair and automatically split into two orbs, which flew respectively into the foreheads of Cassis and Blake.

The blood fell to the ground, bursting into black flames. Within the flames, a circular spell formation emerged, tightly wrapping around me and rendering me completely unable to move.

Watching Zhang Zhiping play video games, Lin Peng was reminded of the incident right before leaving school and could not help asking.

Su Jin lowered his head slightly and looked toward his chest. His Bodhi heart was beating wildly, and an uncontrollable shudder flooded his entire mind and soul.

Lanorais frowned slightly, a trace of confusion seemingly flashing through his gaze. Looking up, Lanorais waved his right hand gently, and the ice-blue tornado swirling around Icewater vanished instantly.

"No, this is her," I murmured. My hand brushed against that folding screen, feeling only the texture of paper. The predecessor who painted this possessed extraordinary mastery, rendering it with such astonishing detail.

The infant spirit had self-detonated, leaving no physical remains behind. Princess Ziluoluo could not bear such humiliation and had resolved herself to die; she was truly in despair. Taking a desperate gamble this time, she had secretly sneaked into Zifu Commandery with her master to meet a once-prominent figure, never expecting to be discovered and driven to this desperate predicament.

Originally, he thought that confronting Qingzheng Qian head-on would offend this kinsman, but it was the best choice both for deterrence and for concealing his true strength. Moreover, he actually had no intention of striking heavily, yet he never imagined his opponent was so fragile.

"We must kill them all, so everyone will need to help out shortly. There are some old clothes in the room; please change into them when we lend a hand," Zhao Yuan replied.

The black dragon continued to ask, his primary concern being whether Feng Jiutian had refined the plane's heart, as this determined the possibility of resurrecting the white dragon.

Because there were over a thousand able-bodied refugees, the cement workshop had not yet begun construction; such a large labor force was not needed right away. However, to ensure the smooth acquisition of land in Yakou Village, Zhao Yuan still promised to hire the villagers of Yakou to help with the work, though the wages could not be set very high at the start.

A soft sigh echoed clearly through the quiet night, and a wicked smile curved the corners of Gong Yuyue's lips.

This punch carried no overwhelming pressure whatsoever; it was as ordinary and unremarkable as a strike thrown by any ordinary person. Yet in the eyes of the Tathagata, it was filled with supreme terror.

Regardless of whether the Empress Dowager was genuinely concerned for the Crown Prince, Gan Pei's disruptive scene before the Northern Rong emissaries forced the Empress Dowager, at the very least, to temporarily prioritize appeasing them to prove that nothing of grave consequence had occurred.

Almost everyone believed that Sichuan University's team would be eliminated after playing just one or two rounds and sent packing back home in defeat. It was simply out of the question that they would be matched against an ironclad top-three powerhouse like Ningda.

Even though she had prepared herself mentally for anything, Nongxue was still startled by the sudden attack.

Once these demons managed to enter the Apricot Blossom Inn, or worse, attracted the garrison and soldiers, the Bloodthirsty Rabbit Demons knew they would be in deep trouble. Daring to blatantly violate the laws and regulations of Thorny City was nothing short of courting death.

The Thousand-Faced Young Master deliberately lured Nie Yu away so as not to involve Lu Jinjing, a gesture that only served to provoke Nie Yu even further.

Fujiwara Hikoji had originally intended to send a messenger back to the Huting stronghold for reinforcements, but on second thought, he dismissed the idea.

The upheaval within the blood pool was merely the life-and-death struggle between the souls of Zhong Mubai and the Holy Shaman, which caused the shaman's physical body to make some involuntary, instinctive twitches.

Old Ouniel and Special Agent Jenna were also wreathed in smiles; they had no reason not to be happy. Their mission was accomplished, and any further achievements would be an extra pleasant surprise.

Within the Devouring World, the gathering place of immortal gods and above in the virtual universe was a floating island surrounded by countless bolts of lightning. This universe possessed a similarly miraculous place, making Xia Zhi feel a deep affinity with it and instantly prompting him to make his decision.

Mother sat on the floor in disheveled clothes and a thoroughly unkempt state, while Father sat on the bed looking utterly bewildered, clearly having no grasp of the situation yet.

"If you're not dodging, you're relying on supreme treasures to brute-force it. Xia Zhi, is that all the skill you have?" the metallic lifeform shouted loudly.

While issuing the command, Nian Chen flipped his wrist once more, and over twenty Wind-Subduing Talismans appeared in his hand.

Li Yunlong, however, staggered back to his room as if drunk. He found Yang Xiuqin wearing a large red bridal veil, sitting upright on the edge of the brick bed. Fortunately, Aunt Li had been keeping her company the entire time, so she was not lonely.

Who could have expected that it wouldn't even be needed? Professor Ma's remark about a binding error safely placed him out of harm's way.

Lan Kingdom was a place tied to her by karmic bonds she could never sever. And yet, what she found even harder to let go of was the lonely person dwelling deep within the imperial palace of the Lan Kingdom.

"Indeed, it is this very axe. Come, lift it up," said Lietian as he moved to take the divine battle-axe.

Qian Feng and I both understood Brother Iron Hand's intentions. I had been constantly warning myself that no matter how deep the grievance, I must wait until after the competition to settle scores with Fatty Wu. A blood debt had to be paid in blood! Although this was a society governed by the rule of law, some matters simply could not be resolved through official channels and could only be settled privately.

"Answer my previous question, or else... Heh!" The bald man looked at Lin Yan across from him. Lin Yan smiled, turning her head away with a strange smirk playing on the corners of her lips.

Deeply troubled and unable to think of a way to resolve the dilemma, Chen Yu suddenly felt his body tightly embraced from behind, with a certain protruding pair of points pressing firmly against his back, making the sensation agonizingly clear. Before he could speak, Zhou Min, who had now regained her clarity, sat down on the edge of the bed, linked her arm through Chen Yu's, and looked at him with eyes full of eager anticipation.

"Very well, we won't speak of this for now. Come, let's go to the dining hall for dinner!" I winked at Xiong Shuai, and Zhang Tianqing seemed to catch my meaning as well. The four of us then headed downstairs together, walking toward the dining hall.

"Hum~~" The primordial chaos source floating above the sea of souls—which enveloped the two God Emperor divine godheads currently being refined and fused—burst forth with a silver radiance. That streak of extraordinarily tenacious vital energy struggled for just a few moments before melting away entirely.