Chapter 35

Scarface, the leader of the thugs, pulled out a knife and pointed it at Lu Fan. Seeing that Lu Fan looked lean and refined, he assumed he must be the scion of some wealthy family and believed that a little intimidation would be enough to make him hand over his money obediently.

At dusk, His Highness the esteemed Prince Jin ordered Wang Xi to heat up the meal he had packed, then turned away to eavesdrop on the conversation behind the wall.

He untied the vines binding Bi Ji, placed her on a bed of vines overhead, and let the spirit spring water pour down over his head like a waterfall.

Li Duoduo understood that Zhao Minghuai was trying hard to adapt to her way of thinking, but as someone raised in a feudal society, he could never fully identify with her.

Gritting his teeth, he set Jiang Xuan down, snatched up a nearby iron hammer, and charged at the Yellow Dragon Python from behind.

Would doing so expose the existence of the Gate of Apocalypse? Would it reveal the location of his only safe zone to some invincible demon god?

Shen Xiyun had kidnapped Zhang Jue and Zhang Yan; why demand him instead of using their lives as leverage?

Jiang Lizhi’s response was even more concise—neither surprised nor pleased, sounding almost dismissive. One wonders what Zhou An would think if he saw his Prince acting in such a manner.

"The freezing of the volcano was a success, but there are over 400 active volcanoes on Earth. To freeze them all would require a massive amount of Bi Ji’s energy and a great deal of time." Lu Yuan could not help but worry that Bi Ji would be unable to withstand such a tremendous expenditure of power.

If he used running as a method, sprinting back and forth on Korin Tower and repeatedly pushing his limits, surely that would greatly enhance his control over his Ki, right?

In an instant, the second sword technique of the Azure Firmament Sword Art appeared in Ye Tian’s mind. Back then, the Three-Eyed Sword Emperor had used a single technique, "Sword Moves the World," to shatter the infinite void—its power was absolutely terrifying.

"I just like it, you little brat, what’s it to you?" Ye Mei crossed her legs and flopped onto the sofa. Her fair legs were alluring and flawless.

By this point, Liu Qianmeng’s father had essentially looked Li Xiaofan up and down. With a serious expression, the elder Liu raised his head and cast a glance at Li Xiaofan.

Yun Hao flipped through the spirit pill refined from a Nascent Soul several times. Such pills were similar to those refined from the demonic cores or souls of spirit beasts, but Yun Hao had no heart to consume it. He felt it was strange; although the pill’s effects were excellent, he simply had no intention of swallowing it from the bottom of his heart.

Watching Jax’s movements, Wu Chang took a deep breath, then jumped directly off the city wall; it was time for him to take action as well.

Only then did Yun Hao react, hurriedly steering his magic artifact to give chase. The other two cultivators seemed to react even slower, and it took them a long time to follow Yun Hao into the sky above the market.

"Elder Yi, are you still alive?" Edward—it was Edward’s voice. Yi Xuan was overjoyed; he had never imagined he would one day be so happy just to hear Edward’s voice.

After giving instructions to those around him, An Zichang, along with Xu Yanhui and Master Qu, the husband of Zhihua, watched as Xiao Yi led men to move items out of the Duke of Pillar’s mansion.

The massive crashing sounds within the temple caused the myriad demons to scatter in panic; even the most loyal of the great demons had no intention of going inside to help. The fluctuations of that super-energy had reached the limit of what they could bear, repeatedly striking their nerves and reawakening the primitive human fears that had long been buried deep in their brains and covered by evolution.

Both were at the Three-Star God King realm, so neither used spatial power, knowing that even if one were slightly stronger than the other, it would be of little use.

Yet, being looked at in such a way by Consort Li, the Empress merely smiled faintly. But after that smile, there was only helplessness and indifference.

"Yes, that is correct, my instincts cannot be wrong." Father of Ultra trusted his intuition implicitly.

For the past few days, Lin Di’s phone had been disconnected, not even allowing incoming calls, which was why Zhang Meng’s attempts to reach him had failed.

Sitting back in the boss’s chair in the office, Yiyu brought him tea. Although it wasn't particularly hot, her father tilted his head back, and the teacup was drained in one go.

By this time, Sword Fool had lost his utility. His withered body drifted in the surging sea of blood, and before long, he would be completely transformed into one of the Blood Soul Children. However, his eyes remained fixed firmly on the direction of the central altar; the blood-red light that had filled them gradually dissipated, leaving behind only a pure, obsessive focus.

On the contrary, on the Artedis, Captain Feng Gang opened the main cannon’s firing button without a second thought. The thick barrel of the Delacannon slowly rose—this was the rhythm of unleashing a powerful ultimate move right from the start.

Ever since he learned of Guan Xiaojun’s identity, his attitude toward him had changed repeatedly. Usually, when they met on the road and Guan Xiaojun greeted him, he would always respond, whereas when other students greeted him, he would, at most, give a slight nod.

"Da-da-da." At the same time, just as Guan Yu was exerting all his effort to restrain his own situation, a series of footsteps began to approach from afar.

It was said that Lu Lianzhen’s master, the Poison-Hand Immortal Physician Sheng Yaran, was there, and she would likely be able to heal Qin Xiao’s eyes.

"Won't Mao Mao get stuffy inside?" Looking at Lin Di putting Mao Mao into the bag, Su Nuo felt an ache in her heart.