Chapter 20: The Devouring House (Part Sixteen)

His palm held a lock of hair, inadvertently pulled from Mi Juan’s head. Carefully placed in a plastic bag, it lay quietly in Lu Baiting’s hand.

Faced with disdainful or doubtful gazes, Shen Hao remained composed, standing calmly beside the venerable Shen patriarch.

Even so, the Supreme Sage of Taiqing still felt deeply troubled—the Heavenly Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Pagoda had suffered severe damage. After all, even he could not face four adversaries alone.

Upon hearing this, Shen Hao raised his eyebrows slightly. It seemed that recently, more people had been coming to his clinic for treatment than to the hospital next door. Coupled with the fact that Old Zou had been poached by him, it appeared the neighboring hospital was preparing to make a move.

Ye Li’s demeanor was also calm, as if emerging from the shock he had previously experienced. Now, Ye Li was quiet to an almost unimaginable degree, as if he had matured overnight—no longer someone to be easily overlooked.

Though before their arrival, Lu Yuanzheng and Guo Yuanpei had not ceased speaking to them about matters concerning the scenic area.

It was during this battle that he began to make a name for himself somewhere in the northern borderlands, gathering a group of scattered soldiers amid the chaos and launching a surprise attack on the Wanhu division.

The Chen family lacked the fortune of the Qin family, who possessed treasures that could enhance soul power. Thus, they could only manufacture rather crude medicines, and their business paled in comparison to the Qin family’s.

Under his leadership, Huaxia Longteng Network Technology Co., Ltd. was bound to carve out a path of self-sufficiency.

Tragically, Jiang Sheng, blasted away by the explosion, flew directly toward Elder Ji. To protect Ji Mingyue, Elder Ji turned his back to Jiang Sheng at the critical moment.

Yang Yi felt somewhat guilty watching this. Using exhaustion as an excuse, he sent King Blake away. Jokingly, Yang Yi was now the ruler of one of the two greatest powers in the north. If the story of deceiving King Blake got out, it would be utterly humiliating. After dismissing King Blake, Yang Yi felt considerably relieved.

His overwhelming spiritual power caused the sky to resonate in waves, while a flurry of icy attacks bombarded the Ascetic Venerable relentlessly.

At that moment, Amaterasu and several others simultaneously sent messages. Each had obtained highly valuable clues. In fact, Amaterasu and Azai had even captured two senior officials of the Solar Temple, both at the late stage of the seventh rank in the Innate Transformation Realm.

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There were many passages leading into the Misty Valley—some easy to traverse, others concealed and obscure. Most cultivators would choose the easier routes, but these were crowded with travelers, making it difficult to find rare spiritual creatures.

Even the air itself could serve as a weapon, wielded as effortlessly as one’s own limbs—this was divine transformation. Such a level far surpassed human understanding of martial arts. It was precisely this miraculous nature that justified the name “Divine Transformation.”

“Who said I’m marrying Wang Shen? I don’t want to!” Kong Lin blushed deeply, though her gaze was full of tenderness.

That meant gathering the strength of all of them to imbue into Wu Feng, but this power could not remain indefinitely within him. Crucially, once they lost these powers, enduring the forthcoming punishments would be extremely difficult.

Blood River Venerable’s expression was cold. After a month of fierce battle, he was already fatigued, but he knew clearly that the Ancestor of All Evil had just been reborn. This was the best opportunity; if missed today, the future was uncertain.

The Li family’s strength in Fenglong City was unparalleled. Even they had suffered such a thorough theft—silent and unnoticed until everything was gone, revealing the extraordinary skill of the thief.

“Yo, Mira!” Long Fei wiped the cold sweat from his brow and greeted Mira with a smile.

“Mother, whether they approve or not is one matter; whether I go is another. Miss Nishang is deeply loyal. I will marry no one but her in this life,” Master Lian said, tears welling as he smiled.

The old demon once said: Regret often arises not from what one has done, but from what one has failed to do. Not knowing how, lacking courage, unwillingness, forgetfulness, fear of failure, fear of mistakes, fear of imperfection—various excuses that leave some to only consume love without ever giving it.

The Rainbow Jade Sword and the Moonlight Sword Wheel, which had pierced through the icy phantom's body, retraced their path, once again striking at the Ice Phantom.

Upon hearing Yun Qingyi’s words, Fu Liu’s face flushed deeply, as if recalling something. She leaned gently on Meng Yelan’s shoulder and said, “Sister Qingyi is right. The prince is always so gentle and caring toward everyone.” She then gazed at Meng Yelan with affectionate eyes.

Many from the prominent families often envied the cement roads around Yan City. If only such roads existed everywhere under the heavens, it would save so much effort.

After speaking, the old man glared unhappily at Guo Jia, hoisted his hoe, and turned to leave in obvious displeasure.

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“Of course!” Though Zhong Qing might not have felt so, she wholeheartedly agreed with Gu Yanze’s words.

“What did you promise me? Only a year has passed, and now you’re in the emperor’s bed? Do you even see me as your sister anymore?” Luo Yu pressed with intensity.

The Soul Sword Squad could remain in Tainan City for some time, assisting in supervising prisoners of war and urgently reconstructing the Four Beasts military formation.

As for the other onlookers, upon seeing a young man wearing a mask pass by, they were all taken aback and couldn’t help but comment.

According to Ying Si’s estimate, at least forty brothers who perished this time could not be resurrected. All were top-tier experts at level ten; none of the level nine team members had fallen because they had not yet entered the battlefield. Li Guangmang and Jiang Haotian had already fled.

Long Tianwei frowned. Though the wine’s aroma was rich and mellow, it was excessively strong—like a high-end perfume that, when lightly applied, evokes elegant reverie, but if an entire bottle is poured on, becomes pungent and unpleasant, descending into vulgarity.

After scoring, Qin Feng did not celebrate but stared steadily at the now motionless ball in the goal, his gaze strange, as if piercing through the turf beneath the goalpost to see far below.

With a swoosh, a burly man suddenly appeared directly before Xuan Feng. His attire was plain and simple, but he gripped a long sword that looked ancient and substantial.

A fourth-tier Bone Dragon was still quite threatening; without the Ice Dragon Sword, Duan Qiu would not dare to attack so boldly.

Yuan Xing drew a tactical dagger from his battle boot and slowly crouched down, gently peeling away the soil beneath Ge Feng’s feet. This was a Type 02 anti-infantry trigger mine, considered quite advanced in active service, yet to a top expert like Yuan Xing, it was hardly a concern.