Forty-Three

At this moment, Xiao Ziyin's words were addressed directly to Lei Dongfeng. Although unsaid explicitly, the underlying meaning was clear to everyone present.

Any refraction can be detected; in other words, given the current technological means understood by humanity, complete invisibility is deemed impossible. That was why Smith scoffed derisively.

"I previously sent men several times to assassinate Oda Nobunaga and the others, but with the Sword Saint Kamiizumi Nobutsuna guarding them, it was simply an impossible feat. If not for Kamiizumi Nobutsuna, I fear I would have already concluded the battle," Himiko stated thus.

"My mind is made up, say no more. Court is dismissed!" Emperor Ling of Han cast a fleeting glance before rising and leaving. The ministers could only bow and express their gratitude for the imperial grace.

With several elders of the Artifact Refining Sect blocking the path ahead, it was clear that staying any longer would yield no advantage.

The warriors of the God-Slaying Army went on a massacre against the unprepared Yellow Turban bandits, staining their tents a brilliant crimson. Under the flickering, eerie glow of the secret passageway's torches, the scene appeared exceptionally gruesome.

Trapped right here! Third Master Yuan's eyes lit up. In that case, there was nothing to fear. He quickly set his mind at ease, and his expression relaxed significantly.

It was a massive shadow. Including his vehicle, more than a dozen surrounding cars and the sidewalks on both sides were enveloped within it, indicating that the object casting the shadow possessed an extraordinarily massive volume.

"They are useful to me, and I hope you won't stand in my way." Liu Yucheng could not pierce through Third Master Yuan's cultivation either; seeing her holding a tortoise shell, he assumed she still harbored lingering affection for the dog.

Good grief, it seems you truly don't take your own life seriously. You can choose not to hand it over, but what you will lose is your life, while I will merely regret failing to obtain the three liters of medicinal pills—I suffer no loss. I will give you one thing more: hand over the items, Chen Jue said in a voice filled with anger.

Yet Su Yusheng challenged her bottom line time and time again, as if seeing right through her thoughts, forcefully plundering her heart.

"I said you couldn't kill me, yet you still dare to take action against me like this?" Able to watch with cold detachment, this bunch of people still had no idea what kind of situation they were in.

Upon reaching the door of the guest room, she heard voices speaking inside. She stopped and pressed her ear against the window to eavesdrop.

However, after Mr. Fool cautioned The Hanged Man not to report too early, she suddenly realized that her situation and that of Mr. Hanged Man were actually quite similar.

When Zhenyuanzi deployed that mass of red cloud, both Huang Feng and Diyong changed expression. Although neither could recognize the origin of the red cloud, upon sensing the terrifying pressure emanating from it, both felt a deep sense of shock in their hearts.

Although Zhu Zhanhao remained silent, how could Zhu Jianga not know what was on his grandson's mind? He immediately turned his gaze toward Toghon.

Even though Mr. Fool had previously deduced from his words that he came from a major power, and perhaps thereby guessed that he was a Church member.

She was a demon, yet not a demon of stone. The emotions in her heart far surpassed the seven emotions and six desires of mortals. Because she was too lonely, she cherished every hard-earned care and concern. How could such a person possibly let go of what Lian'er had done to her?

Not only was the teleportation distance of this ring short, but using it too many times in succession also placed a heavy burden on one's spirituality; it was far from reliable in prolonged use.

Zhao Qiang stepped out from the phantom, a strange smile plastered on his face. His blackened and swollen lips formed a ghastly angle, his throat twitched bizarrely, and some fluid dripped from the corners of his mouth.

When God closes a door, He will surely open a window for you. Perhaps for Nangong Mingyue, that window was her talent in the field of Feng Shui, and her life was entirely dedicated to the world of Feng Shui.

In her heart, she inevitably felt a bit nervous, since the system mall did not include ghost-repelling as a skill.

Zheng Shanguo was serving in the Protectorate-General, and a single stint there would last several years. Now that the Lantern Festival had passed and the weather was growing steadily warmer, his family would naturally move to the Protectorate-General city to live with him.

What looked like severe injuries were actually of no great consequence; one could tell just by listening to their lusty, robust howling.

He knew that this mission might involve numerous difficulties and dangers, but he felt not the slightest bit of fear.

Faced with the sudden attack, he instantly recalled the miserable state of the previous fellow, subconsciously squeezing his eyes shut, not daring to look, and quietly awaited being sent flying.

Dethron stood frozen in place for a few seconds, bowed deeply to Elder Nelson, and turned to leave without looking back.

The elders furrowed their brows, sensing that something was amiss. Looking closely, Lu Yunxi's figure was still absent from the stage.

It was precisely during these six months, bolstered by Li Ji leading troops to reinforce, that Tuyuhun was thoroughly swept by the Tang army and completely subdued. Amidst this, Tibet also launched several military actions, but all were repelled by Dugu Yanrun. With Li Ji's arrival, this war came to an end.

"I've been doing things for your Hidden Dragon for so long; it's about time you paid me back!" Originally, this Night Wolf Ghost King was a Rakshasa fierce ghost specializing in devouring other souls for cultivation—a terrifyingly powerful malevolent ghost that was just a hair's breadth away from undergoing its heavenly tribulation.

It was obvious that Luohua was likewise unwilling to simply comply with such an arrangement. But what about Wen Feiyu? From the moment the war broke out, this fellow had been nowhere to be found. She had searched everywhere and failed to catch even a glimpse of Wen Feiyu's shadow.

Leng Yue forced herself to calm down. While deliberately cooperating with Wei Yiyang by uttering cheesy words, she nonchalantly questioned him. Because she had constantly kept an eye on the surrounding situation, she had found nothing amiss. Exactly where did the problem lie? It left her unable to figure it out for a moment.

This time, upon arriving at the Marquis of Yiyang's estate, she hurried straight back to Qingyue Terrace. Hearing Hongyue's words, she felt anxious inside as well, but constrained by the tails trailing in the estate, she dared not take Hongyue with her to the Marquis of Yiyang's estate. Hongyue had almost been discovered by Leng Qi's people, which greatly infuriated Xue Ling.

He thought: Perhaps Mother hurt Father too deeply for Father to behave so abnormally. Therefore, no matter how Father beat, scolded, or tormented him, he would never blame Father. After all, Father was also a man of tragic fate.

The Crown Princess of the Yan State also wore a deeply affectionate expression, her heart filled with emotion. She had never imagined that the Crown Prince of Yan would throw caution to the wind for her sake and love her so deeply.

Lu Ming said nothing, only gently pushing one of the dishes. The plate immediately crashed to the ground, splashing vegetable broth.

"What? Dragon Might? Do I have something like that?" Zhang Sanfeng asked in bewilderment while dodging the attack of the Guodiao.