Chapter 147: Turmoil at the Pill Hall
Wutong did not care whether these people lived or died, or rather, he simply had no time to worry about such matters. Both the power echo effect and the Frenzied God's power could annihilate him in a single instant. If he did not rouse himself to fight back now, what awaited him was the endless abyss of death.
Just as Song Tiancheng had thought earlier, if Chu Feng merely held items from the Beyond-the-Heavens, then even handing him over to the major factions would likely only result in those factions reaping the benefits. Song Tiancheng might not even get a sip of the broth, and could instead be treated as an alternative target and placed under restriction.
Within the Primordial Demon Realm and the Eastern Continent, amidst rolling mountain ranges and grand chains of peaks, Zhiming stood quietly. Ahead of him, the Third Prince of the Heavenly Demons, covered in fresh blood, crashed onto the earth. Crimson stained his body as his life reached its final moment.
"Young man, can you tell me your name?" The old man looked at Yun Zhan's back and hurriedly called out.
Zhou Feng had entered the Stone Maze for nearly five days and remained completely missing without a trace. Elder Zhao had been feeling uneasy and anxious all along, beginning to regret why he had ever lured Zhou Feng into the Stone Maze in the first place.
Pointing to the upper left corner of the map, Ward, wearing white gloves, slid his finger all the way up along the top of the map.
At the same time, they also suggested that certain demons from Hell had escaped their restraints and secretly slipped into the channels of reincarnation, giving rise to the distinction between good and evil in the world—the souls of the good are pure, while the souls of the wicked are corrupted, making both goodness and wickedness innate.
Starstride set his mind completely at ease and gave a detailed account of the negotiations between Corbit and Matt.
"Brother Bai, do you think this could be someone from the First Princess's faction?" Chen Ming leaned close to Bai Ya and said softly.
Upon first entering the realm of intent, a martial artist could manipulate the surrounding heaven and earth vital energy through their martial intent. Based on the different external manifestations of martial intent, it can be divided into four categories: Dharma Form, Technique, Enhancement, and Qi Transformation.
No matter how monumental the past events had been, Gu Moyang would always brush them off with a smile, possessing a disposition so refined that people felt he had never even lost his temper once.
While Shiyuan was taking a bath, Yan Yao sparred in boxing with the gym coach, winning without a single shred of suspense.
Luo Yunchu did not take up the joke, turning directly into the locker room, failing to notice that Xu Tianyu's smile faded in an instant.
Tang San's face turned darkly gloomy, and his fists clenched even tighter, thinking that today he must teach Dai Mubai an unforgettable lesson.
Therefore, upholding the principle of one hundred percent responsibility, if any improper or rule-breaking operations are encountered, cooperation will be terminated immediately.
Safe carefully wiped his fingers clean with a tissue he had prepared in advance, taking the opportunity to observe his palms—hands that fit his physical characteristics, bearing a slight, undeveloped softness and the nascent curves of delicate beauty.
Even though they knew the protagonist was Li Changle, the fact that the ultimate ending turned out to be so magnificent and earth-shattering still left all the elders and disciples of the Profound Heaven Sect utterly shocked.
It was Bai Jingchuan who had called her just a moment ago to tell her that Ning Ruoxuan was in danger. Although Bai Jingchuan did not specify the details, the mere mention that Ning Ruoxuan was in danger caused Lin Qingzhu to be instantly startled.
Although no one could figure out who was speaking, Lin Jia, Li Wei, Xu Yufen, and even Gao Minghan all appeared exceptionally astonished at that moment.
Shiyuan pressed her forehead against the car window, eyes tightly closed, while the music in her earphones completely drowned out the sound of the thunder.
Looking at Liang Jiugong's expression, Shi Nanxi's heart sank as certain suspicions arose, leaving her mind blank for a split second.
Chu Lingzhao felt a slight headache. She crouched on one knee, reached out to pinch the young man's chin, and forced him to raise his head.
His body was suffused with a faint red mist, and even the fire fox's eyes were gradually turning crimson.
Perhaps because he had seen ghosts before, President Huo had already laid aside his prejudices, yet he still subconsciously maintained a sense of skepticism toward the unknown.
Though it looked like just a casual kick, it was executed with the "Great Strength Technique" and had been prepared for quite some time.
However, because he was both formidable and possessed mysterious yet powerful connections, he had made a substantial fortune over the years. Dividends from hidden shares in establishments like the Platinum Club, New Asia-Tai, and the Crown Hotel alone were enough for him to live comfortably without working for the rest of his life.
"She... what is she trying to do? Host, can you beat her?" The system quickly hid behind Ye Jian's shoulder.
Hearing that Su Han had refused to reside in the Eastern Palace, Cui Yuan wiped away a cold sweat. Given the military posture and influence the crown prince commanded in the northern frontiers, even the emperor needed to accommodate his intentions appropriately, unable to treat him as an ordinary imperial successor.
King Chu Jiang's avatars had exploded one after another. Having originally been formed from leeches gorged on blood, they were incapable of maintaining human form indefinitely.
Fishermen operating on the canal suddenly watched in terror as the previously calm river surface inexplicably churned up wave after wave, towering three meters high and stretching for hundreds of meters.
Consequently, the militia group added archery lessons. Bows were easier to make than crossbows; although practicing with them took more physical effort than crossbow bolts, Ghost and Second Brother were invited to teach. This craft could not be mastered in the short term, especially in this freezing, snowy weather.
The expanse of the grassland was immense. Even flying through the air, it took the two of them nearly a full month to reach the next marked location. To their disappointment, however, nothing existed at this place either, though they did manage to dispatch a few fiend beasts and obtain a few grade-five spiritual herbs.
The five elders sat cross-legged like otherworldly immortals, seemingly having already entered a state of profound cultivation.
Upon returning to her room, Luoyu keenly felt the malice emanating from the entire Lord's Manor. Aside from a bed, a chair, and a table, there was absolutely nothing else. Furthermore, even these three items were all chosen from the most dilapidated pieces available.
"If the other three great noble families fall into misfortune one after another, he will plot a rebellion." Nangong Houqi held Ye Jinshu's hand as they entered the room and spoke.
Gazing at the golden figure before her, dazzling to the extreme and sending ripples through her heart, there was no doubt that Asura was a true man.
Nangong Houqi was currently lying inside the sedan chair while Ye Jinshu cradled him in her arms. Madame Nangong watched with a face full of smiles, eagerly anticipating Ye Jinshu's early marriage into the Nangong household so that she could enjoy some much-needed leisure.