Thirty thirty.

The driver had been waiting outside. She got into the car, which sped toward the Bai family tower. Beneath the Baishi Building, Bai Tianming had arrived early and was waiting. Two imposing rows of people stood behind him, and the sheer scale of the gathering left many onlookers secretly clicking their tongues.

When everyone saw that Duan Yu had obtained the two martial arts manuals, the Northern Darkness Divine Skill and the Divine Skill of the Floating Ripple, they knew that his extraordinary life was about to begin.

She waved her hand, and two tall, dark-skinned brutes suddenly charged out of the grocery store beside them. They went straight to Qiao Ke’er and hemmed her in from both sides.

Mu Si clenched his fist. It trembled faintly, but he silently steadied his breathing. Then he turned sideways and sat down at the head of the bed, apparently intending to ignore her.

Ten minutes later, Group B’s reply confirmed Yue Sanchi’s view. Han Zi had boarded a plane and gone to the Hope for two days to clear his head. Cao Yun’s phone had been switched off, making him impossible to locate, and no one knew where he had gone. As for Han Zi’s decision to leave the city and travel around the country while out on bail, the First Investigation Division had no intention of getting involved.

Upon hearing this, Ye Zhen felt immense admiration for Ye Wuya’s mysterious master. He was also somewhat shaken. If such an extraordinary expert was truly backing them, then perhaps the Ye family was not entirely without hope in its struggle against that power.

The Nine-Tailed Fox nodded. “All right.” She had no expectations. If Tianbao had truly seen the suspect, there was no reason for him not to tell the police.

Since Lü Pengchi was the Yin General of Anle City, he was naturally on the same side as Wei Zhengqing and the others. He glared at Wei Zhengqing as though blaming him for his incompetence—for allowing himself to be driven to such a state by a City God from elsewhere.

Cao Yun: The Nine-Tailed Fox did not have many methods at her disposal. In her own courtroom, she repeatedly employed the concept of the central question, deepening the judge’s impression of it. Lu Yihang could not answer the central question, so she transformed it into multiple questions, leaving him unable to answer many of them.

Yan Yu leaped in fright and hurriedly covered his backside, only to discover that the red light had entered his body. To his surprise, he felt neither pain nor discomfort—nothing at all.

“Roar… roar…” The Nine-Eyed Demonic Salamander slowly drew nearer. Its nine terrifying red eyes rolled back and forth, glancing at Wang Chen and the others, then at Golden Armor and Colored Wing. It let out several furious roars but did not immediately attack. It seemed rather wary of Golden Armor and Colored Wing.

Autumn winds had swept across the world, and they had passed through the mortal realm time and again. They were no longer ordinary mortals and ought to sever themselves from worldly attachments and devote their hearts entirely to the Way. Yet for some unknown reason, they felt an endless longing for everything in this mundane world.

It anxiously gestured, indicating that although the river channel here was narrow, it was very deep and unsuitable for crossing on foot.

Li Ting’s account was concise and to the point, each sentence striking directly at the heart of the matter. Before anyone had time to think, they could already envision a horrifying murder scene.

The Starsea could see events that had yet to happen, but if something had already occurred, it could not trace the past.

With skills like Ye Fei’s, Leng Xiao would never believe that he lacked the support of some powerful force. Moreover, Hu Die’s behavior at the time—her flirtatious glances and ambiguous exchanges with Ye Fei—confirmed Leng Xiao’s suspicions. Thus, when he heard that Ye Fei had invited him to dinner, Leng Xiao agreed without the slightest hesitation.

Half-Immortal Yang nodded and bade Yang Sha farewell. “Little sister, your brother truly has no conscience. I only just saw you, and now I have to leave. I’m sorry.” As he spoke, he theatrically squeezed out two tears.

That was why, when Qiu Menghan killed a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator from their side, most of the people here merely stood by in fearful indifference. But when Immortal Wuwei captured one of their men, it immediately set every one of them on edge.

Without exchanging a word, these two creatures—who were not natural enemies at all—began battling within the enormous pit. The snake-man’s hissing and the rustling of the scorpion’s movements carried far through the air. The two Demon Kings above, as well as Long Xingyu and Ouyang Fu in the sky, heard every sound clearly.

“Greetings, my lord.” Luo Cheng behaved with utmost respect. His bent body showed no sign of straightening, and the other experts of the Luo family were exactly the same.

“Du Ping’s” spiritual sense no longer paid attention to Old Man Ai. He turned toward Li Daoran and revealed a sunny smile.

Even the Profound Jade Heavenly Venerable had not anticipated this after hearing Lin Yue’s terms. Could it be that Lin Yue had truly undertaken this defiance of Heaven for the sake of a few common people? Besides, the Imperial Jade Seal was the bargaining chip in his hands—yet he was willing to give it up so readily?

Tang Ming’s expression changed slightly. He immediately circulated his energy and suppressed Chu Batian and Xin Badao’s cultivation to around the level of two stars.

After hearing Zhu Yeqingrou report the gains recovered after taking over, Ji Ya felt helpless. It seemed that when Duchang withdrew, he had indeed managed to loot quite a lot. After the wars and plundering of this period, Urchi City had been reduced to little more than an empty shell.

A moment later, Tang Ming shook his head and removed his protective gloves. He condensed a mass of black energy in his hand and prepared to use his power to devour the poison within the monster’s body directly. It was the most straightforward and most savage method. Since he had already stopped caring whether the monster lived or died, he would first draw the poison into his own body and deal with the consequences afterward.

Pure Yangzi arrived with his disciple, Changge Qizhao. “Senior brother, junior brother.” After greeting them one by one, he asked about the current situation.

A vacuum formed around him. After the earlier incident in which the lightning had vanished, none of the cultivators dared approach him, afraid that they might suffer the same fate as Qin Nan and be caught in the crossfire.

Jin Shengzhe lay sprawled on the ground, blood gushing from his mouth. The earth was already stained crimson, and after being drenched in blood once more, it began to gleam brightly, as though the blood had granted the land a new vitality.