Volume 1, Chapter 28: Gu Moting Makes a Discovery

Upon receiving the call from Gu Moting, Old Zhou immediately took command and pulled out of the underground parking garage.

As soon as the Rolls-Royce engine roared to life, the driver in the Cayenne sat bolt upright, straining his ears to listen. The engine note of this top-tier executive vehicle, which could almost be described as "dominant," lacked the shrill, jarring clamor of a high-performance sports car; instead, its deep, low-frequency resonance was silky, robust, luxurious, and elegant. Yet, it carried a predatory edge, for it was moving at a tremendous speed.

The Cayenne driver soon realized the situation was dire. He immediately started his engine and began to turn the vehicle around. Old Zhou was a veteran among veterans. Seeing the Cayenne stir from afar, he instantly anticipated its next move. He surged forward rapidly...

This astonished Long Junze; the results of Bailing’s cultivation far exceeded anything they could have imagined. After watching for a long time, Liu Yu felt deeply unsettled and issued an imperial decree for the grand army to move out of Ruo City and camp outside its walls.

Aside from Xu Li, Yue Bai and the other two demons and one ghost all burst into laughter. The water demon even asked the fatty, "Are you chickening out?"

"So it was General Zhang Ji who saved me. I am truly grateful." Li Jue had not expected that it was Zhang Ji who had rescued him.

Liu Yu would not speak of it openly. Since Zhang Song did not agree for now, Liu Yu would give him time; after all, Zhang Song would not be leaving Luoyang immediately.

She was a university student from a rural village. Her family was extremely poor, so she had taken out loans to attend college.

Reappearing in the dark tunnel, the mist-like spiritual energy continued to swirl chaotically. The sharp, piercing currents within the energy moved wantonly, drumming against their armor with a crackling sound, which served as a testament to the sheer power of the Python King’s self-detonation earlier.

The brothel, once a den of filth and opulence where money was squandered like dirt, unexpectedly welcomed three "young masters" of entirely different styles at the same time.

Now, with this twenty-fold increase, it meant her cultivation speed reached six hundred and forty cycles. Having compensated for her lack of affinity for spiritual energy, her cultivation speed should now surpass those with high-level, top-tier talent.

Bailing bit her lip, glaring at Long Junze. A second later, a flash crossed Long Junze’s eyes; with a swift, reflexive maneuver, he lay back on the fine sand, pulling Bailing down to rest on top of him.

After leaving Zhao Sangyu’s home, Zhang Hao let out a sigh of relief, thinking that the "Wish Fulfillment Card" had finally achieved his desire.

The Gambling Ghost was now a spirit, invisible to ordinary people, so he acted without restraint, passing directly through walls to enter from outside. Fearing the sunlight, he always sought out shadows, and when he had no other choice, he hid within the shadow of Yuan Quanquan.

Although these attacks had minimal effect on him, they were occasionally quite unpleasant, such as this annoying strike from the necromancer at this very moment.

Behind them followed an uncountable number of dimensional warships, each as vast as a universe, leaving Shen Yi, the God Emperor, and the others watching in sheer terror.

When he was still twenty or thirty meters from the ground, Mo Yuan gave a light leap, jumping directly off the back of the spiritual bird. He thought to himself that this was a highly valuable experiment; once he had the results, he could take them back to Flying Fish Island to put to use.

The right and wrong of this matter is a case of "to each their own," but regardless of the morality, it made it impossible for people to express their true thoughts—whether those thoughts were radical or reasonable.

"Dulu, dudududu." Oh no, he hadn’t mastered the technique! It had made a sound! And a string of them at that! Old Man Wang’s face flushed red, yet he still desperately tried to put on an air of indifference.

To fight others with bare hands and sustain no casualties among a hundred-man squad was already a remarkable feat of arms.

This monk, however, was nowhere near as powerful as the two monks Sun Yang had seen at the hotel that day. Although Sun Yang could sense the power of a fellow practitioner within him, the energy he possessed was far inferior to the spiritual energy drifting through the air here.

"Alright, enough teasing. We should go; the patient is already waiting," Ye Yingxue said with a smile as she climbed into the car.

The proprietor clearly understood that Yuan Shao had already conceded, so he naturally dared not push his luck and agreed immediately. It was fortunate that the proprietor had a sturdy frame; for someone so tall and robust, he was surprisingly able to bow and hunch over to such a degree that he was a full head shorter than Zhao Qing and the others, who remained seated.

Because the comb had the most intimate connection with Guan Caixing and was her personal item, mixing it in allowed Guan Caixing to control the hemp rope more easily.

Suddenly, the once quiet and peaceful Thunderclap Valley became rowdy due to the arrival of these uninvited guests. To the beasts and fierce demons, this was their territory, and these people were all invaders. Faced with those who encroached upon their domain, the monsters and demons roared in fury.

Before the imperial throne, the Palace Master of Ice Excellence turned around, cradling the Yin-Yang Blood Heart Mirror. Her fair, delicate hands and wrists, illuminated by the clear, fiery glow of the mirror, appeared as pure and flawless as the finest jade in the world.

Just as the entrance to the Holy Sword Space of the Holy Sword Sect had been sealed, the Holy Emperor Secret Realm of the Holy Emperor Sect was likely not so easy to find.

"Don't, Mr. President, please let me finish what I have to say, I..." Zhu Hong still wanted to offer an explanation, but the bodyguards did not give him the chance to continue, dragging him by his arms out of the conference room.

In a place as heavy with yin energy as a coffin shop, Liu Qingshi felt like a fish in water and was perfectly at ease.

Yang Ze rubbed his nose. No wonder Anna had risked her own life to protect Sophie when she had been on the verge of being poisoned to death earlier.

Unfortunately, the world was pitch black, and apart from the chilling desert storm, there was not a single sound to be heard.

Moving without righteousness, acting against reason, taking evil as ability, becoming enraged at the sight of slaughter, killing for wealth, and ruining others to usurp their positions.

The night passed without incident. At dawn, "Xue Bao Hou," dressed in black armor, his cold and overbearing face devoid of expression, signaled the start of the battle drums. Six thousand vanguard guards, like sharp knives, unleashed a murderous aura that soared into the heavens.