Chapter 30: Forming the Covenant!

"My Lord Ghost King! A grave disaster has occurred!"

A ghost messenger stumbled in, looking utterly panicked. "The Reincarnation Sundials in the north, south, east, and west have all stopped, and even the River of Oblivion is experiencing unprecedented tremors! The colossal waves rising from it are about to engulf the Bridge of Helplessness!"

"What!"

The Ghost King could no longer remain composed. He rolled up his sleeves and bolted out of the capital of Fengdu. "Immediately dispatch the Ox-Head and Horse-Face to investigate the Fengquan Realm! Furthermore, report this to the Great Emperor of Fengdu at once and request that the Emperor..."

Ye Mingming reached out to tuck her arm into Zhan Beiting's, beaming at him. Seeing that Zhan Beiting's face had darkened, she smiled even more radiantly. Zhan Beiting pulled Ye Mingming along, checked out the items in the shopping cart, and headed straight home.

"So hot." Le Tian ascended against the flow of magma. The temperature here was extraordinarily high, as if it intended to roast him alive.

Why was it Yiyi? I began to ask myself. Perhaps this was destined by fate. That betrothal made when we were still in the womb was the very foundation of the bond between Yiyi and me.

Zhan Beiting had always maintained a stern expression, but upon hearing such a deep, resonant voice, his cold, handsome face could not help but crack, a fleeting hint of a smile appearing between his narrow brows.

"It’s fine. I’ve already spoken to the teacher; you can go tomorrow instead. Let's go, let's head back and rest. I'll take you to the night market tonight—the nightlife in City A is incredibly lively." Bing Yue had already explained the reason to Shu Yue in the classroom, mentioning that Ye Ming would be staying at her place for a while, so they could discuss Shu Yue's matters tomorrow.

For some reason, Xing Yang could no longer bring himself to curse Le Tian; instead, he found himself unconsciously hoping that Le Tian would show some mercy.

As a sacred beast of the Misty Mountains, she had always taken pride in the region's abundant resources. The fact that Yuan Qingfeng was searching for something that the Misty Mountains lacked made her feel somewhat uneasy.

Many had pursued him, but An Xuyang had rejected them all one by one. He did not know why, but when Ye Mingming spoke those words, he found himself unable to utter anything cruel in return.

"Pah, you scum! Someone like you dares to come and acquire our company?" Yuanyuan spat on the ground.

The guards of the Takbon faction had never seen such a spectacle. Watching their companions fall into pools of blood one by one, they descended into panic.

The Supreme Sovereign knelt to express his gratitude, yet he heaved a long sigh. This was not what he desired. What he wanted was an elixir of immortality—one that, once consumed, would grant him eternal life and allow him to enjoy the worship of the people and the veneration of the martial arts world forever.

One must know that he was only twenty-one years old, in the prime of his youthful vitality, yet he appeared to be in his thirties. His outward appearance far exceeded his biological age.

It is worth noting that under Lin Yun's firm stance, both the Redeemers and the Genesis Organization agreed to his plan to relocate human souls.

Seeing the recovery magic circle glowing on his body and the various high-grade recovery potions scattered across the floor, Xiao Zhishao retracted her thousand silk threads.

They had to learn everything anew, rather than simply moving their mouths to activate skills via a system panel as one would in a game.

After the gif of "Shai-laoshi" playing Camille and killing the enemy Kha'Zix with a sliver of health went viral, many people attempted to replicate his maneuvers, and quite a few actually succeeded.

Kashu suddenly felt the hand he was gripping twitch. Leiya voluntarily pulled away, just as a massive wave crashed down upon them.

Qianshou Duozhi unleashed his full power, his energy instantly overwhelming Huo Linfei's, and the Myriad Phenomenon Calamity struck Huo Linfei, leaving him gravely wounded.

When the first match ended, no one could have imagined that Wang Zixu would turn a best-of-five solo series into a result reminiscent of FNC’s quarterfinals exit at the S6 World Championship—a four-to-zero sweep.

"No, you are a good person. I can tell. You are still somewhat different from those people," Old Gun said with certainty.

Huang Liangmeng stared at Yang Ming in astonishment, unable to speak, for hearing his wayward son, Huang Xiaoguang, admit his mistake was a truly earth-shattering event.