Volume 1, Chapter 41: A Single Sword Slays the Sixty-Year Demon!

Boom!

Like autumn winds sweeping away fallen leaves!

Amidst the crisscrossing sword qi, the hurtling composite lightning sphere was shattered instantly, reduced to mere wisps of scattered, crackling electric sparks...

Blech!!

Huang He retreated a few steps, coughing up a mouthful of warm blood, and stared at Zhao Fusheng in disbelief.

"H-How is this possible?"

When Zhao Wuji said those words, they came truly from the depths of his heart; even Hua Guoqiang and Chu Tianjiao were not regarded by him with any esteem.

"That self of mine in the abyss has become aware of my existence." Ashura said with a somewhat bitter expression.

"Rest assured, as long as you gather the medicinal herbs I need, I can refine pills to cure your grandfather's injuries," Yang Fan said with utmost confidence.

The crown prince of Yanjing, Shangguan Longcheng, was the absolute focal point of the younger generation no matter where he went in Yanjing.

There were no shortage of talented and extraordinary individuals in Huaxia; it was likely that those ghosts had long since been wiped out, not allowing them to become a threat.

He deliberately spoke in the tone Sang Yuan had used back then, causing Sang Yuan's eyes to contract involuntarily as his mind plunged into chaos. He wanted to ask who had taught him this, yet felt it was utterly ridiculous.

"Remember, the lives of the three of you are in my hands. If you don't want to die, you must obey me. Understood?" Sweeping his gaze across the three of them, Yang Fan said coldly.

Between a husband and wife, trust is paramount. Once their hearts were truly aligned, Heyue would never doubt him, as doing so would only insult each other's affection.

The clash of momentum within the magnetic field did not last very long. Perhaps because the man in black saw the various elders of the Hidden Dragon Academy arriving and felt a trace of panic in his heart, he—who could have continued to suppress Luo Qizhi—experienced emotional fluctuations and, through a lapse in concentration, ended up fighting Luo Qizhi to a standstill.

"Shut your mouth! How could I possibly ask for guidance from that lowly concubine? Stop trying to stain my innocence!" Wang Li shouted with a flushed face, flicking his sleeves in indignation.

Feeling the nearly cross-examining gazes of his teammates, Wang Haoxuan stammered out an explanation.

Raising his flame-engulfed fists, Yu Bo unleashed his Vajra Burning Fire Fist directly at the boss.

Chunhong, beside Hu Gege, presented a food box she was holding. Opening it, she revealed a white porcelain soup bowl inside.

The Stonemason Advancement Hall was dominated by a massive stone structure, appearing as if carved directly from a mountain itself, with every single stone imbued with life.

Ye Ximing also hoped for such a day to come, but he knew his own physical condition well; he feared he would never see that day.

When the time came, cutting off their water and food supplies would lead to their defeat without a fight. Even if they sortied out for a decisive battle, their morale would inevitably be abysmal due to hunger and thirst.

Beginning in the early 1970s, North American internet enterprises began to rise, quickly followed by Europe, Tokyo, Hong Kong, and Singapore.

After struggling and hesitating for several days, it was only today that he mustered up the courage to come to the Zhenghua Research Institute and personally apologize to Chen Guohua.

When the motorcade drew closer and drove onto a winding mountain road that bore the sign "Private Property, No Entry" at its very beginning, Fujiwara Masato, sitting inside the car, finally looked up through the side window halfway up the journey to catch sight of the white walls hidden amidst the greenery.

At this very moment, while the others had unfortunately been dragged back, this clever advisor Mr. Wu had successfully escaped a calamity.

"I won't disturb the two of you showing affection; I'm leaving first." Lu Xichen stepped backward, waving the hand holding his phone at Lu Jiyan. Passing by Jiang Wanwan, Lu Xichen turned and planted a kiss directly on Jiang Wanwan's cheek.

At the camp gates, border troops stood in formation with long spears in hand, quietly awaiting the first charge of the sand bandits. Under the flickering, dim light of the fires, the darkened faces of the soldiers were expressionless, as though they had already become mere components of this war machine.

Rumble... The ice spikes completely engulfed an area of several dozen meters in radius, burying Qin Shan within them. The bombardment of the ice spikes caused the ground to collapse directly, fracturing into countless fissures.

Li Xinluan's lips curled up slightly. She was currently living in Villa Number Seven; one had to admit that Qin Tian was truly thoughtful in making such arrangements.

Viscount Cayvor had insider channels in Neuschwanstein Castle, and Countess Eugenie could hardly be completely oblivious to her neighbor Milton.

Later, when Fan Jiujin took control of Fengyitai, he naturally turned all these people into Fengyitai's secret agents within the Chu State. However, whether Fengyitai could rival the Eastern Suppression Bureau remained a question.

Now Yan Zhiqing had categorized Wei Youcai into the gay circle. Although it hadn't been ultimately confirmed yet, Yan Zhiqing already had a sixty or seventy percent guess in her heart.

"Listen to me, all of you! The Second Prince has reached the end of his rope. If you don't want to die, drop your weapons and surrender immediately, otherwise the Imperial Guard will execute all of you rebels without mercy!" Blocking the Second Prince, Zhang Zhongxiao shouted angrily at the Second Prince's subordinates.

In fact, the contents on the paper were not Charlotte's original creation, but came from a masterpiece of his past life.

"It looks like Shanhantang won't bring Princess Xueyue to the Central Square today, but I am certain Princess Xueyue must be somewhere within the imperial city. You all search the Central Square, and I will search other parts of the city!" Qin Shan said with a solemn expression.

The one-armed old man served as the temporary pastor for this wedding, bestowing his benevolent gaze upon his fine 'grandson' Li Xu.

"So, are you planning to come down with me to see how they are doing, or go back for class and training?" Duan Gang understood what Ranran meant. The things Li Xu revealed today were already enough to allow many puzzled people to confirm their suspicions. What they needed to do from then on was simply observe closely.

The man's resentful gaze fell into Xia Ranmo's eyes, causing a faint layer of worry to rise in her heart. Would he do something detrimental to Xing Yichen? Then she shook her head again—what did it have to do with her? Besides, with Xing Yichen's current combat skills, who could possibly harm him?