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Instead of crying, the child even crawled over, curious to understand why their father was weeping, and attempted to comfort him.

In less than 30 seconds, the soul consciousness that Wuchang had hidden within Murong Fuyun’s mind was incinerated along with Murong’s head by the Samadhi True Fire, leaving not even a single hair behind.

The earlier thoughts gradually surfaced in her mind, expanding until they occupied her entire consciousness.

"According to some of my memories, this place was once a forest long ago. I suppose I must have already existed here back then," the phantom replied.

To minimize one's own casualties, there is no condition more advantageous than night combat; the cover and psychological terror provided by darkness can at least double the kill-to-death ratio of the dead against the living.

Under these circumstances, breaking away from the Iron Throne for independent self-governance is entirely reasonable, and it does not conflict at all with Robb Stark’s honorable character—if Asha were to truly propose the constructive idea of a "Northern Kingdom" and even volunteer to submit as a vassal to facilitate the plan... who could resist such a temptation?

Yuan Jun’s conjecture was not without merit, and from a logical standpoint, it was indeed flawless.

The strong acid washed over the spiritual light shield, causing it to rapidly thin. A vast amount of spiritual energy was consumed just to maintain it barely.

Yang Fan’s blood boiled at the mere thought of the Li family. There was no need to speak of fairness when dealing with these people; to avoid wasting his own energy, he unleashed the Shangxiao Technique directly.

The war mount ridden by the Scorpion Demon General was truly astonishing, its speed far surpassing the magical artifacts under the others' feet. A streak of crimson light flashed, and the Scorpion Demon General immediately appeared before them, blocking their path.

Adjacent to the Seven-Suns Heavenly Palace, slightly to the north and near the Northern Heavenly Gate, the Azure Lotus Palace stood majestically.

The tall Martial King seemed to have discovered something as well. They understood clearly that although this monster looked inhuman, it was actually a true human at its core, and therefore, it would never act like a wild beast; every action it took had a reason behind it.

Shock was etched on everyone’s faces; they looked at one another, unable to speak.

Although Xiao Wei was not particularly fond of studying, especially mathematics, physics, and chemistry, he knew that such things as balances could be found in the school’s laboratory.

Otherwise, if the opponent’s hundreds of soldiers had swarmed them at once, the six team members would have been slaughtered in a single encounter, and the survival of Zhu Youxiao and the others would have been severely threatened.

They had originally thought that finally arriving at the First Great Wall would be a moment of excitement, but they were met with a bucket of cold water poured directly over their heads.

A thunderous boom shook the surroundings, and the terrifying giant foot of the bone-man was forcibly blocked in mid-air. No matter how hard Liu Yuemei tried, she could not bring it a fraction closer.

This magical artifact had taken on a new appearance; the six-petaled lotus at the tip remained tightly closed, still in the shape of a flower bud.

Perhaps the sudden appearance of the third sister was special. At least, it was special to me.

When I handed them two bottles of frozen cola, sweating profusely, they accepted them with polite smiles and a smiling "thank you." At that moment, my heart was also filled with satisfaction.

Jiang Yun faced an unprecedented crisis. He exerted all his strength, unleashing the Golden Radiance Divine Light, the Chaos Era Art, the Seven-Colored Starlight Technique, and the Saint-level Sword Control Technique to contend with the lightning tribulation.

Of course, it is impossible to restore it completely to its initial material, but stripping and isolating the active ingredients one by one would certainly be the most favorable situation for reverse verification.

Even those present who did not possess the corresponding class were experts who knew their goods; naturally, they understood the value of this set of equipment.

Glancing at the contents of the jade slip, Tang Ming nodded with great satisfaction. The contents were arranged according to his previous requirements, and there was a great deal of information written within.

But even if an earth-shattering secret had exploded around this letter today, its value could not have soared to this point. This was clearly Mullendine signaling that he was determined to win and had no intention of letting anyone else play.

Seeing Tianye Yingzi being so impolite, Sun Zhuangjia was instantly furious. He was, after all, a powerful Martial General now; being treated with such rudeness was extremely infuriating.

Transcending through one's own power usually leads to this point. In a sense, one has already transcended and merely requires the recognition of heaven and earth. Otherwise, one must forcefully break into that realm.

It is truly different from twenty years ago. Back then, it was just the times that were bad; now, even people's hearts have turned rotten. When the granaries are full, people know etiquette; when clothing and food are sufficient, they know honor and shame. With the world in turmoil for decades, ordinary people can barely survive, so how can they be expected to care about the hearts of others?

Furthermore, they did not die in battle; they were deprived of their years and died of old age in frustration. That feeling was something they would never forget for as long as they lived.

Unconsciously, Ling Xiquan slightly pouted, rested her hands on the desk, and propped her chin up, staring intently at the face on the podium—a face she could never tire of seeing and which left her mesmerized.

No one else could produce such a distinctive laugh but Tie Laosan. Tie Rou exchanged a worried glance with Zhima; had her father been stimulated too severely, causing his sanity to crumble?

At that time, Emperor Yuanwu had just ascended the throne and was busy dealing with his brothers. Wang Jiannan was so unyielding that he did not utter a single complaint to the Emperor, and then... then, due to the selfishness of the Sima family, the opportunity for battle was delayed. The reinforcements arrived two full days late.

She was dressed in a goose-yellow dress, which seemed to transform into a warm light because of her vivid expressions, making her appear exceptionally spirited and nimble.

For a moment, whether out of embarrassment turning into anger or a desire to regain some face, she glared at Ying Dandan in chagrin, lashed out suddenly, and gave her a hard shove.

Her red fingernails poked my forehead once again, and I truly wanted to draw a knife and cut her hand off.

Turning back, I saw that on the carriage in the distance, the curtains were rolled high, and Hanyue was leaning on Huacheng, laughing until she shook like a flower in the wind.

Instead, the bridge on the only road that was a necessary path had collapsed overnight for some unknown reason! Even though they were rushing to repair it, it was mysteriously destroyed again at night for no apparent reason. This cycled for many days, and since the bridge was never fixed, they were trapped in the town for several more days.

However, the black-and-white images were so similar to some events that had occurred in the dead of night in her distant memories that she was left at a loss for what to do. Is this alright? Is this alright? Once she touched upon this matter, her reason collapsed into the mire and temporarily ceased to function.