Volume 1, Chapter 40: A Mortal Body Slicing the Heavenly Dao!

Although Zhao Fusheng had not anticipated that Old Master Huang’s blood was laced with poison, as the saying goes: even bees and scorpions carry venom, while tigers and leopards possess mighty strength! Someone like him, who rose from a frail state and excelled at hiding and evading, would naturally rely on some insidious and toxic arts to preserve his life. In the world of cultivation, the most formidable toxicity was none other than sealing off vital apertures and paralyzing the meridians! Yet ever since he obtained the Scripture of Creation, he had remained entirely fearless of such insidious and despicable methods.

The armored evolutionary soldier did not reply. With a wave of his hand, the surrounding guards swarmed forward. Cursing under my breath, I squared my stance and engaged the guards in combat, plunging the scene into sudden chaos.

Then, Elder Di and Elder Hai both understood the intent behind Elder Tian’s words. The figures of the three flashed abruptly, fleeing hastily toward the north.

"No wonder..." I recalled with a start the words that Chief Protector Liu Kaizhen of the Blood Orchid Sect had spoken to me, and a bitter taste welled up in my heart. No wonder Liu Kaizhen had told me that I would sooner or later come begging to him; his words had truly been fulfilled. The methods of the Blood Orchid Sect were indeed impossible to guard against.

Chu Haoxuan understood that only a young man could dare to drive at such a speed. He even suspected that the young man must be a professional race car driver.

"Young Master, King Dule-Aziz has an urgent matter and wishes to see you. He hopes that once you are up, you will let him know!" Zeng Fanyong said from outside the door in a moderate tone.

"Everyone, what just happened was merely a misunderstanding. Please forgive any inconvenience caused to us all. Let us return to whatever we were doing, please come in!" Protector Gao then replaced them with two more perceptive cultivators and enthusiastically greeted the rest.

"Hehe, Lin Ya thanks you all here." Lin Ya smiled faintly, looking rather indifferent. In truth, this was hardly surprising; Lin Ya was, after all, a Dragon Combat Monarch—he didn't even deign to look at Dragon Combat Kings, let alone Dragon Combat Masters or Dragon Combat Venerables.

The Divine Imperial Clan had originally chosen this place to establish a city not because it was their birthplace, nor because it was the core of the entire Divine Clan Continent, but because this region produced all kinds of rare treasures, with sacred artifacts and divine artifacts frequently appearing.

Zhong Qing's figure trembled abruptly. Crown Princess? Was she You'er's consort? Why? What on earth had happened? Suddenly, a wave of agony pierced her heart, and the strength she had forcefully mustered instantly vanished.

She muttered in dissatisfaction, marching angrily toward the teleportation array. If they were holding a banquet, not inviting her—the one who had contributed the most—was simply too outrageous. The two bastards were hogging all the food. While she did the heavy lifting at the front, they sat back and enjoyed the fruits of her labor, refusing to call her even when there was something good.

The updated content could be checked directly on the phone. Just as Anne had told him, the original divine realm had shattered and been replaced by an entirely new one, with a map that was vaster and more diverse. It contained not only the surviving gods of Norse mythology, but also deities from numerous other mythologies.

A trace of doubt welled up in her mind, but only for a moment. At this time, Hua Xuanji had no time to ponder such things; her mind and heart were entirely fixed upon the flesh of her own flesh that had been torn from her—Qi'er.

However, Chen Ziyun somewhat disagreed with Liu Canghai's judgment. He believed that these valleys were not naturally formed, but rather excavated by human hands.

Hearing this, Chen Ziyun couldn't help but click his tongue in astonishment. He had originally thought that the pill Ye Ya gave him was merely some roadside stall merchandise. But upon hearing the three words "human-head yellow," a chill ran through his heart. Only veteran traditional Chinese medicine practitioners with generations of family experience knew what human-head yellow truly was.

Wei Qilang choked, his deep pupils growing even darker, and his breathing gradually grew heavier, shifting from faint and silent to clearly audible.

Wang Ziye held a cigarette in his hand. He did not smoke, but looking at Yu Min's grievance on the computer screen, his heart felt as though it were being twisted by a knife.

Du Xing was stunned. Before he could react, Yang Dong threw a punch straight toward his throat, stopping precisely right at his windpipe.

As the conversation drifted to the Western clock pointing to five in the afternoon, Lin Jiacheng took his leave, and only Ji Manrou and I remained in the living room. Chuntao came to pour another cup of tea for us both, but neither of us had anything to say, making the atmosphere slightly awkward. She showed no intention of leaving, and unwilling to stay any longer, I called Yuehutang to prepare to go upstairs.

That general surnamed Mo hurriedly looked up into midair, only to see a youth of eighteen or nineteen standing in the void with his feet on the drifting clouds, looking as majestic and formidable as a heavenly soldier descending from the heavens.

With a thought, Ye Feng used his divine sense to retrieve the Ice-Soul Silver tree branch that he had placed inside his spatial ring several years ago. The moment it touched his hand, he felt a piercing, bone-chilling cold.

"In this gambling duel, Young Master Bing wins!" The referee immediately stepped before the burly man and pronounced the verdict.

Yan Wushuang's face looked rather unsightly at this moment. When he glanced at Li Hai again and saw the other man lowering his head in deep thought as if the matter had nothing to do with him, his eyes suddenly turned red.

"However, this drop of vital blood is a true treasure, because if a cultivator is on the verge of death, swallowing this drop of vital blood can instantly prolong their life by a thousand years!" the auctioneer proclaimed, holding his head high.

The accountant was startled by this sudden question and had no idea how to respond. He stood frozen like a wooden chicken, staring blankly at Xiong Ti with wide, unblinking eyes.

"Is this the power of the Heavenly Scripture diagram?" As soon as the White-Haired Old Freak saw that Zhang Yixian possessed such a lethal weapon, he was so terrified that he turned to flee, only to be torn to shreds by a strange and powerful suction force, dying a thorough and irreversible death.

Night fell, and Viera pulled an arrow from the head of a black bear. Originally, she had tried her best to muffle the sounds of her movements to avoid attracting wild beasts. However, midsummer was precisely the mating season for black bears, and these rutting beasts were not only sensitive but also violent. Left with no choice, she had been forced to shoot and kill the black bear.

He was not born the crown prince, yet he was considered by the world to be the most likely among all the imperial princes to rival the Eastern Palace. Aside from his exceptional cultivation talent, Zhao Chen's virtue and capability earned him an outstanding reputation not only in the capital of Luoyang, but throughout the entire Greater Jin Dynasty.

At this moment, the Second Young Master truly hated himself to the core. Normally, devouring three large bowls of rice was nothing to him; how could it be that just a few moments after swallowing a few immortal pills, his stomach already felt stuffed to the brim?

The wild dog leader failed to dodge in time, and Li Tianqi ran him through from head to tail with his long spear, hoisting him high upon the shaft.

Perhaps due to the influence of his subconscious, Du Han felt a natural sense of closeness toward Meng Fan. After pondering for a moment, he nodded in agreement.

Soft-shelled turtles are rich in nutrients and delicious in flavor. They possess the functions of clearing heat and nourishing Yin, calming the liver and extinguishing wind, as well as softening hardness to dissipate stagnation.

Zhang Donghai was in low spirits and had no mood for amusement; he lay down on the bed and fell asleep. Amidst the rhythm of his peculiar snoring, Zhao Qiaozhen deleted the photos she had taken of Zhang Donghai at the Mega Wholesale Market.