Chapter Thirty-Four, Effort

The crowd of demon generals snapped out of their daze and shouted as they swarmed toward Tang Jie to kill him.

Tang Jie let out a cold snort, vibrated his right arm, and the Eight-Desolation Firmament Halberd materialized in his hand.

Wielding the battle halberd, a surge of vital energy swept across the vastness and rolled through the eight desolations, charging directly toward the Demon King and the group of demon generals.

The demons did not show weakness either. Casting spells together, they unleashed rolling yellow sand and towering toxic smoke that pressed down upon Tang Jie to cover the heavens and earth. With the Violet Flame King, the demon horde was no longer what it used to be; their strength had surged so explosively that even Tang Jie's mighty presence could not entirely suppress them. Yet, Tang Jie remained completely unafraid. Amidst the black fog, the halberd's gleam flashed like lightning, continuously bursting with dazzling radiance.

This was the Path of the Weapon Sovereign—as long as you have a single breath left, no matter who you...

This time, the monkey had bitten off more than he could chew, and unable to overturn the boiling oil vat in full view of the public, it seemed he was in grave danger, though he remained entirely oblivious to it.

Yet, within the shortest possible time, he received a response from Morpheus. That gaze was filled with affirmation, telling Xiao Zhan that everything was taken care of.

"This subordinate greets Lord Zhang!" Meeting Sun Miao right at the entrance, the old man dropped to his knees from afar the moment he saw him ride through the gates on horseback.

While Dr. Gero continued researching the strength of Sun Goku and the others, he never imagined that Sun Goku and Beiming Lei had already arrived at the Capsule Corporation building right above him.

Shen Mo was unwilling to get entangled in such matters. After saying, "I'll go to the company later," he hung up the phone.

Perhaps because there were less than three days left before the official start of the Global Tournament, Shen Mo could sense the pressure in their hearts during their conversation. Naturally, they must have all known about the requirement to win first place in this year's Global Tournament.

The moment the assassin droid crashed to the ground, the Fighting King had already sprinted fiercely toward another assassin droid, smashing his heavy left fist violently against the other's carotid artery.

Lu Sigong nodded, yet his expression remained completely bewildered. Could his own Prince truly harbor not even the slightest ambition to advance any further?

Listening to Sect Leader Song's words, everyone nodded. Whether pursuing the victory while it lasted or refusing to press a cornered enemy too hard both made sense, but retreating now was indeed a bit too premature.

Arriving at the infirmary, Xu Yunlong gently placed Zhuge Feifei onto the pristine white bed.

Yet until the auctioneer confirmed the price for the third time, Box Number One did not utter a single sound.

Whether it was the Fighting Buddha or the Ice Emperor, both were top-tier magnates, and the aura they exuded was far too terrifying.

"Fairy Xue, you should stop now!" However, just as Xue Fengming was dancing her long sword with joyous abandon, a figure appeared far off in front of her. Although also a royal-grade expert of Eastern Qin, the newcomer gave Xue Fengming a completely different feeling simply through their overwhelming aura.

Fang Yan did not venture too deep into the Ancient Desolate Battlefield. Sticking to the outer peripheries where Nascent Soul cultivators frequented, he casually found a secluded spot devoid of high-tier beast auras and descended.

Huo Qing patted his chest right on the spot and made a guarantee, telling Jiang Qin not to worry at all. With him acting as the middleman, that Huo Qing would certainly have to grant him this favor.

"Shihua is right. Happiness is not about eternity, but about having once possessed it!" Zhang Xinlan said.

Upon hearing this, Fang Yan tossed the two pseudo-core pellets toward the ring. A flash of white light swept across, drawing the two pseudo-core pellets inside. It was Fang Yan's first time seeing the old man make a move; previously, there had only been spiritual sense fluctuations without any actual spellcasting. It turned out the old man inside the ring wasn't completely useless after all.

In truth, just as the Myriad Treasure King had just mentioned, although rumors claimed that Eastern Qin possessed two imperial-grade powerhouses, the Myriad Treasure King had never laid eyes on them to this day, because the two imperial-grade powerhouses had quite literally never once appeared.

"You should know that under current circumstances, Young Master Xiao is impossible to see you... Although you know his identity, I will still give you a chance to retreat right now," Lu Liu shook his head and said.

"I'm going to get some food," Xianglong said, his figure vanishing at the doorway. Hearing this, the crowd chuckled and then each returned to their respective tasks.

Even if he hadn't spoken, I could already guess what that final task was. He wanted Xie Rong to kill Gao Cheng with his own hands, and then wake up to witness that exact scene. In these matters, he had always treated everyone with a cold and merciless heart.

Lev more terrified than ever, Lev finally realized he had provoked a catastrophic disaster. Long Sheng wasn't merely disregarding his father; he was treating the entire Rosde family with utter contempt. Having such audacity meant he possessed sufficient strength, or perhaps the Battle Leopard Mercenary Group's might was even more formidable than legends suggested.

That evening, when Quan Shengnan returned to her quarters and caught sight of the gossip tabloids—especially the one pointing a finger at Huo Xuetong regarding certain functional deficiencies—she almost split her sides laughing.

After quite some time, it took them a full ten minutes or so to gather together on the deck. The main reason was simply that the ship was far too colossal, and its internal passageways branched out in all directions.

Before long, the two arrived at Nolu's location. Seeing that the man was currently bound to the ground with magical ropes while Nolu interrogated him, Xianglong approached.

Feng Xi smiled, though a hint of subtle astonishment stirred in her heart. Normally, he should have returned by daytime; could he have gone back to the Demon Realm again?

After sparring with the Heavenly Queen for a round, she found that the Queen possessed cultivation but zero understanding of immortal arts—much like a mortal who had all the physical strength in the world but no idea where to apply it—and naturally suffered defeat. She then sparred with an immortal official, only for the same result to repeat, leaving Feng Xi thoroughly disappointed.

Yet when the white cloth was pulled back, what met my eyes was a charred corpse that had fallen apart. Aside from the intact skull, every other part had turned into dripping fragments of bone. I abruptly clenched the edge of the steel bowl.

"I understand the severity of the situation, and I will definitely complete the mission!" Liu Shengqiang assured Section Chief Lin.

Yet, does choosing to leap signify more than just mere courage? Is there something contained within it akin to the spirit of the Northerners that Wei Su spoke of earlier?

Elder Sister, I want to tell you something, because I'm afraid that if I don't tell you now, I'll never have the chance again, Miss Ji said, panting heavily.