Chapter 37

Faced with such a situation, one should be able to understand that they themselves do not know how to handle it, yet the situation has already come to pass.

At this point, his mind was not clear, but having gone through these issues, he finally understood how things stood. Perhaps the result was not what he had hoped for, but since it had already happened, he should be able to think it through clearly now.

Comparison is odious; some things are simply incomparable. Luo Lan’s eyes widened until they were larger than brass bells. This was too incredible!

A moment later, Gong Chenqian slowly released Yun Zhi, took off his outer robe to drape over her, and then gazed out into the curtain of rain.

Not a single arrow missed its mark; every one struck the front legs of the enemy warhorses with absolute precision. Dozens of black warhorses let out miserable, frantic screams, even throwing their riders to the ground, rendering them unable to pursue Xia Lei and Odin any further.

Having escaped death and survived the catastrophe—these words surfaced in his mind one by one, causing his body to tremble uncontrollably.

On the island named Flying Smoke Island, a massive teleportation array continuously absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, transforming it into a mysterious power that twisted space itself.

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Tigu’s parents had passed away long ago. Like the other orphans on the island who had lost their loved ones, he was raised by the Master of Demon Island.

Furthermore, based on his understanding of the cultivation world, a magical treasure capable of concealing one's aura at that level was a rare prize. Once he killed them and obtained the treasure, it would be of great benefit for hiding his tracks in the future. With the prowess of a master at the Integration Stage combined with the assistance of the Phantom God Talisman, it would be difficult for anyone in the vast world to track him down.

Within the Taichuan Sect, even elders at the Panji Stage rarely possessed a hundred-mile vessel. That Mi Dou managed to obtain two at once showed how highly Gen Haozi valued him.

The nun did not even look back. Her figure vanished, piercing through space; what had appeared here was merely an illusory shadow.

In the darkness, several sword auras swirled and struck the cave walls, carving out deep gouges and adding to the woes of the already crumbling Water-Moon Cave.

"We have arrived; this is the Feathered Sect," Zhou Yin said. He observed the reactions of the group and naturally noticed the state of Lin Tianxuan. He was somewhat surprised, as it seemed Lin Tianxuan’s mental fortitude was extremely strong. He became even more convinced that the goodwill forged this time would surely bring him enormous returns.

Just as he shouted these words, Xiao Wuxie himself felt incredibly astonished. Why did he say that so naturally?

But when the two gods fired their next five arrows, they were closer now. They watched with their own eyes as Long Ni flipped his body, his arms moving to catch two of the arrows and dodge the other three.

Two days later, Yun Fan and Meng’er returned to the Talisman Sect. After speaking with Elder Mo and Xian Wu, they learned that Tai Wu was still in seclusion, attempting to break through to the Saint King realm. They decided to stay for the time being.

Just as Mo Di and the others were fleeing for their lives in the underground world, the players on the surface had begun to scatter and retreat. However, it did not take long for them to realize that they could not find their way out of this mist; it was as if they were lost deep in the mountains.

Nangong Li glanced at Yue Meng’er, a flicker of surprise passing through her beautiful eyes. She then turned around and said softly, "Where is the Breaking Calamity Pill?"

Watching the stunned Yan Chikuang, Xiao Wuxie pulled the corner of his mouth into a triumphant arc and said calmly, "Do I have the qualifications to be your big brother now?"

Hearing this voice filled with exclamation and admiration, Qing Hong rolled his eyes, his gaze shifting to see Yin Hun’s handsome face almost pressed against the lamp, looking salivating and covetous. Qing Hong rolled his eyes again, his expression one of pure disdain.

"How do you want to test it?" After all, they had helped him that year, so Old Wang hesitated before relenting.

After Su Shun withdrew, Xianfeng immediately issued an imperial decree to the Grand Council, ordering them to send an inquiry to the office of the Governor of Hunan regarding Zeng Guofan’s involvement in political affairs during his mourning period, instructing Zhang Liangji to send officials to investigate thoroughly and report the facts.

Looking at this vermilion pill that had been pinched nearly flat, a surge of murderous intent began to swell in Ye Fantian’s heart. Although he did not know what had happened, it was clear that it was inextricably linked to this so-called Su Yu Pill.

This Chaos Qi was one of the most terrifying powers, and even among those rare and ancient energies, it ranked as the absolute best of the best.

"Is there any way to save him? Can the bed position be changed now?" Qiao Neng looked up from his palms, his handsome face streaked with tears, and grabbed Wang Yang’s arms, pleading for an answer.

"Sigh, where have I ended up?" Qing Hong looked up, his expression somewhat annoyed as he surveyed his surroundings. Complaining to himself about losing his way, he gently tapped his head, turned around, and was just about to walk back when a group of disgusting men with lewd smiles jumped out in front of him.

Tian Xue was not intentionally scolding Gu Ling’er; she was simply in an extremely bad mood and wanted to vent her frustrations on Gu Ling’er to regain a bit of face. Little did she know that before she could finish her sentence, she would be soundly rebuked by her own son.

A look of horror appeared on Doctor Dong’s face as he stared at Ye Fantian in disbelief. If he hadn't been unable to shout, he likely would have screamed from overexcitement.

"Brother-in-law, do you believe that all things have a spirit? Did I do something wrong today?" After finishing the story of what happened that afternoon, Xing Yu asked.

If the opponent’s forces coordinated well, they might entangle the cavalry, causing them to lose their effectiveness—a case of the loss outweighing the gain.

"Shut your mouth. If it weren't for Young Hero Shangguan today, we might all be dead here," Ding Wanqing glared at the eldest of the Ding family, his expression stern.

The Turkic scout felt immense pressure. In the pitch-black night, he dared not approach, fearing an ambush. If he couldn't answer well, it would certainly be a dereliction of duty.

No matter how much he resisted, it was time to retire for the night. Jiang Mingle arranged for Qiao Anxin to stay in the east wing. Strictly speaking, it wasn't a bedroom but a suite. Qiao Anxin was placed in the innermost bedroom, while Jiang Mingle’s room was just on the other side of the wall.

Zhao Guowei was beyond reproach; his Tiger Fist technique was outstanding, and he did not disgrace his status as a practitioner of the Acquired Realm.

Lan Yupu could see the confidence in Shangguan Feixue’s demeanor, and as a result, his own mood lightened, leading him to drink a few extra cups during the banquet.