46 The Twenty-Second Person

Exuding an aura of righteousness and the distinct temperament of a soldier, Xiao Gang walked slowly toward the center of the ring amid the expectant gazes of the crowd. Meanwhile, Kagura Chisho also strolled over gracefully. Both of them were outfitted with protective gear, ensuring a high level of safety.

However, this ghost cultivator was at the "Single-Thought Golden Core" realm—a stage far too high for those bolts of lightning to bypass and inflict any real harm.

Not far away, Christopher, the president of the Bounty Association, stammered, "Hehe, young heroes, the, uh, two of you... we have arrived. As for the, um, princess of the Merfolk clan, I've locked her up right over there?" Christopher gestured broadly.

A moment later, in the distant sky suspended above, along a fracture line, gloomy winds howled with ghostly cries. At times, piercing cold drafts blew forth, while at other times, hot vapors billowed, melting the chilling snow. It was a jagged, fractured boundary spanning roughly twenty to thirty zhang wide and dozens of kilometers long.

Yet, at the very next moment, a powerful hand suddenly clamped onto the white-haired youth's swinging wrist, forcefully halting his motion. At the same time, an immense force, akin to an iron vise, locked onto his wrist so tightly that he could not budge an inch.

Sunlight is the finest panacea for curing fear. Anyone who has experienced it knows that while some people are terrified of mysterious phenomena at night, upon waking up the next day, they realize how utterly redundant last night's terror truly was.

Watching Wei Xueqing enter the hospital ward, the crowd felt a stirring of excitement. Many looked at her with entirely different eyes; where there had once been mere appreciation or admiration, their gazes now carried a trace of awe.

Following a brief conversation, they learned the names of the other three. They hailed from Mount Cao and did not belong to a single sect or aristocratic family, but rather formed a faction composed of rogue practitioners who had gathered together.

"Hey! You still haven't answered my question!" Medi let out a soft exclamation as she felt her body grow weightless, whisked away into the high skies by Chen Feng.

Even Huang Lei and the others, who were lying in wait on the edge of the Valley of Death, felt the astonishing tremors emanating from deep within the canyon.

These gargantuan robots were known as Leader-class units, with each commanding a thousand standard robots, hence earning the codename "Millennia Commander."

Yet, before it could even discern the identity of its killer, its soul form could no longer hold together and shattered, dissolving into a drift of dust that vanished between heaven and earth.

For nearly a month, the invigilators remained confined to the proctoring zone, while all the examinees stayed in the rest area.

As for the matter concerning the Pleyel Orchestra, Xiao Yu stalled, saying they would have to wait until she graduated from school, and Pleyel agreed. This made Xiao Yu even more cautious; after all, the fact that such a prestigious orchestra was actually willing to wait for her showed just how highly they valued her talent.

Aber's frost-emitting right hand raised slightly, and twenty Tier 6 professionals emerged from a glowing blue summoning array.

Gul'dan also recalled the two human magi who had appeared on Draenor—one who served as the emissary of the Legion's master, and another who manifested during the Battle of Karabor.

Furthermore, because the spectators' sects all featured teleportation functions, ticket-buying players not only did not have to worry about failing to squeeze into the venue, but by utilizing reverse teleportation, they could also teleport directly back to their point of entry, making it exceptionally convenient.

Look at that—the moment Sui Yu's shop was at its busiest, they used such an outrageously unreasonable yet entirely lawful tactic to cause trouble for his business.

"You might need to find someone to mop the floor," Qin Jiu said, lowering his gaze to look down. Wherever he had walked, wet footprints had been left behind.

A dense chorus of dog barks closed in on them from all directions. The ceaselessly rustling grass and low growls filled everyone present with a sense of despair. Judging by the commotion, the number of incoming beasts was definitely several times greater than before.

"She drew 400cc of blood for me during my surgery. Mom, if you have time, please brew some pork liver soup for her to help replenish her blood!" Ling Mo explained from the side.

Tao Qing had already arrived a short while ago. Having examined Xiao Ran's internal breath, he discovered that Xiao Ran's sea of qi had become ethereal, faint and elusive, instantly breaking him out in a cold sweat. He hurriedly pressed both hands against Xiao Ran's chest, channeling his inner breath to probe the meridians. Fortunately, the meridians were undamaged, but where had the inner breath in his sea of qi gone?

Bai Yuming still smiled as he said, "My master possesses divine martial prowess; he is merely humoring that Boulder Son." How could Bai Yuming know that Gu Wanhai's internal energy was being forcibly drained? He simply assumed his master was unwilling to reveal any flaws in front of Qinglingzi.

Out on the sea, the fleet led by Dugu Lanruo was decelerating, continuously slowing down as half of their main sails were lowered.

The moonlight tonight was breathtakingly lovely, and the summer skies were thick with stars. A gentle night breeze blew, sweeping away the stifling heat of midsummer. Lian Rong sat in a hanging basket chair on the balcony, gently rocking it as she waited for Ling Xi's call to come through.

"Master Tang... Since you love me so much, why won't you marry me..." Princess Huipu blinked, leaning softly against Tang Ao's embrace while playfully lifting a wine cup to take a sip.

Upon hearing this, the guard was overjoyed, expressing profuse gratitude before rushing out of the back courtyard and heading to the other residential quarters to inform everyone one by one.

"Consider your gamble won," the dream demon said with a hint of helplessness. She had calculated every step, yet it landed precisely at the moment of the moon and snow's transition.