Volume 1, Chapter 47: Destroying You Is as Easy as Pie for Me

Right now, Niu Dali could sense this pressure radiating from Liu Yunxian, whereas previously there had been none at all.

Emperor Ming was not angry either; he closed his eyes as well and entered a state of cultivation. They needed to take this time to readjust themselves.

To prevent being discovered by Xiaoxiao, Che Zhong's group did not fly. While the flight speed of Xiantian masters was fixed, the travel speed on the ground varied by vast margins. What Che Zhong was employing was a tactical surprise attack.

Hearing Han Jiao's curses, Li Chen felt even more at ease, and his smile grew increasingly obnoxious—no matter how one looked at it, he had the look of someone just begging to be punched.

He glanced sideways to see the elderly dwarf, Barney, whose face was weathered and wrinkled, mixed with graying stubble. Beneath the moonlight, he appeared exceptionally calm. With a half-smile on his face and sparkling, wise eyes carrying a teasing and all-knowing expression, he was waiting for Li Chen's analysis and judgment.

"Good! Good! Let's go!" Uncle An was extremely emotional at this moment. Having lived in the Lu family for decades, now that the family was on the verge of life and death, his anxiety was even greater than that of the Lu family's core descendants.

Without wasting any breath, he stomped his foot against the ground and his figure sprang up abruptly. Like a nimble harrier, he landed steadily onto the arena platform amidst the gaze of tens of thousands of spectators.

"Second Brother, to be honest, we could do without this map of the Emperor's Secret Realm. I always feel there's a conspiracy behind it!" Once the outcome was set in stone, Xia Yang felt an inexplicable sense of relief, speaking to Xia Yuan beside him as if a heavy burden had been lifted.

What Ye Mu was doing at the moment was committing the contents of the martial arts manual firmly to memory, so that he could comprehend its essence during actual practice.

Moreover, this colorful divine tree was growing within his own sea of consciousness at this time, so it should not be lost. He could also slowly observe and understand this magical colorful divine tree.

Feng Yun's purpose in staging this play today was primarily to deter a few people, so as to prevent any ulterior motives while he was away.

On the roof of the villa, Tang Rufeng had a Bluetooth earpiece hanging from his ear and binoculars in his hand. Watching this scene unfold, he could only feel a sense of unfamiliarity in his heart.

It didn't matter how many paintings this person bought today, and that money wasn't all that crucial to her anyway. Song Yunzhang was simply moved by the sincere words spoken by the other party.

Through the thin black gauze, Mu Wanqing looked at the black-robed man before her and said nothing more. Her gaze remained fixed on Qin Fan, as if she were weighing the truth in his words.

Seeing that his hands and feet were bound, the big man was not panicked at all; instead, he felt somewhat pleased with himself. To think such crude tricks could trap Grandpa me—it was nothing short of a daydream.

From then on, the real starry sky would no longer be visible here; everything would be entirely determined by him and the Book of Reincarnation, and within this place, humanity would experience its ultimate destiny.

If he could escape Yin Li, could he possibly escape from him? Feng Yun smiled contemptuously, executing the Lightning-Chasing Wind Seizing Technique. Striking as fast as lightning, he grabbed the man's neck first and hauled him over like a newborn chick.

Except for the time spent eating and going to the restroom, Lu Cheng spent the entire day staying in the room accompanying Ji Wei. Ji Wei was so exhausted that she actually slept all the way until five o'clock the next morning. Waking up, she saw Lu Cheng sleeping right beside her.

Qin Fan returned to his room. For the past few days, Qin Fan had been practicing the Northern Demonic Divine Art at night to purify his internal energy.

It was when Yamamoto Mirai used a drop of zombie blood to forcibly seal Ping Ma's soul within her physical body, ultimately turning her into a walking corpse. Her strength was not considered very high, she basically never left the house under normal circumstances, and she was looked after by Luo Kaiping.

As for Wang Zhenzhen, she looked at Ye Xu with a degree of shock. She truly did not know that Ye Xu possessed this other identity. After all, the two of them had spent a relatively short time together; regarding Ye Xu, Wang Zhenzhen only knew that he was very wealthy, because anyone who could casually donate one hundred million could hardly be an ordinary person.

Cough, cough, cough! Xia Yunqing did not stop until his back slammed heavily against a wall. He coughed up a few blobs of phlegm tinged with blood, feeling golden stars dancing before his eyes. With every breath he took, every single bone in his body ached.

Chen Hua spread his hands. "Regardless of whether you have the final say or not, I will treat it as though you do. Even if Du Zhongda comes out later and disagrees, there's nothing to be done about it."

The Sea of Bitterness and the Sea of Hatred intertwined with each other; one could absorb all negative emotions in the world, while the other could absorb the root of all suffering in the world. Things like inner demons, hidden injuries, and everything else fell within these categories. A single flow of these energies could wash them all away.

The two of them flashed into the courtyard. Si Qing kicked the dog lying in the snow with his foot and found that it had already stopped breathing, which finally made him believe that Erhu indeed had some skill when it came to stealing dogs.

Sure enough, as soon as the three of them stepped out of the forest, what came into Tang Yao's view was a massive stronghold.

Since I dared to come, it means I have cast aside all thoughts of life and death. Furthermore, given my martial arts, with the Great Chieftain standing this close to me, it should be the Great Chieftain who is afraid.

This was a love with no regrets. Although everyone knew who the true object of his affection was, no one felt the slightest aversion toward him.

The Founding Emperor had three legitimate sons, all of whom were exceptionally outstanding and had made monumental contributions during the founding of his dynasty. In particular, the Crown Prince Qian was designated as the heir apparent and received meticulous cultivation.

Jun Meili grasped her hands, having no choice but to draw the formidable poison into his own body, and then poured all the spiritual energy remaining in his entire body into Mo Zhaowan to help sustain her life.

And his rational thought was to sit back and watch, keeping his hands clean. It wouldn't hurt to let Lin Yaxi play the role of the victim; anyway, he would still bring her back to the villa. As for when the medicine in the wine took effect, he would simply toss her into the bathtub and let her soak in cold water for the whole night.

At this moment, the young girl was wearing a loose bathrobe, revealing one pink shoulder strap, exuding an overwhelming sense of temptation.