Volume 1, Chapter 57: Confronting the Saber-Toothed Tiger Head-On

"You bullied both me and Tamia, tell me, what should we do now?" Zhou Zhiruo shouted angrily.

Ao Bing had already reported the previous events to the Dragon King, and mentioned how Shi Hui had saved him. Although the Dragon King was displeased, he still shared some friendship with Li Jing. Coupled with Nezha's sincere apology and Shi Hui's intervention, he did not resort to killing or violence.

Let alone them, even those ancient divine monarchs—which of them had ever been able to leave this place, instead of all growing old and dying upon these floating islands?

Yet seeing Jing Jingxi remain so unperturbed and entirely unaffected, Jingyang and Jing Lang were temporarily unsure of what he was really thinking, merely assuming he disdained to bicker over trivial matters.

It was Su Ying who had swallowed the divine avatar of the Yaksha Great True Demon in a single gulp. A true demon corresponded to a true divine being, and refining the divinity of this true demon was not difficult for him; back in the Longevity Realm, he had already refined the divine avatar of the Great Dark Heavenly Demon Lord.

These soldiers came from all corners of the world and from various nations—some from Africa, some from Eastern Europe, some from Oceania, and some from East Asia.

"Commander Qin, regarding our army's next deployment, I would like to hear your suggestions!" Zhu Xieyuan said with a smile.

This thunderous shout was like a booming bell, striking deep into the soul. Hearing it, the minds of everyone present could not help but sway, instantly losing their focus, while the Blue Ghost and Red Ghost also temporarily ceased their movements.

Su Ying gritted his teeth and completed the transaction without a second word. Originally, he had only wanted to see what the Chaos Clock looked like so he could forge one himself, but he never expected the system to have a ready-made one. Even at the cost of one thousand heavenly-grade pure Yang spiritual veins, Su Ying was willing to pay it.

Princess Jingyang glared at the person before her, her fingertips trembling uncontrollably, yet she could not utter a single word. With a fierce flick of her sleeve, she turned and strode away.

This was sufficient proof that the ten days of intensive training had brought about a completely transformative change in Kurosaki Ichigo.

"Who on earth are you?" With a different soul occupying his body, Silver-Scale Zhuwu looked at the Tomb Haocang and asked loudly.

"Ye Feng, you really are something. Only you could possibly tame that female Tyrannosaurus rex, Hu Yifei." Once Hu Yifei had walked some distance away, Lu Ziqiao turned to Ye Feng and said.

He was not surprised that the King of Ultramen could accomplish this; after all, he was universally acknowledged as the most mysterious legendary superman of the Land of Light, possessing unprecedented and mighty power—a fact well known to all members of the Land of Light.

In an era ruled by such warlords and generals, he was the most powerful daimyo and the fiercest slave master. Being sent to his residence should have been an honor, so why would Sawada Mitsuko want to let her save her younger brother?

Sichuan, located in the southwestern interior, serves as an important intersection and transportation corridor linking South China and Central China, connecting the Southwest and Northwest, and communicating with Central Asia, South Asia, and Southeast Asia. With fertile land, abundant products, rich resources, and beautiful scenery, it has since ancient times been hailed as the "Land of Abundance."

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"Yifei, do you think Ye Feng will continue answering questions?" In the audience seating below, Qin Yumeng tightly grasped Hu Yifei's hand and asked anxiously.

What left Chen Che dumbfounded was what happened next; he never imagined that Fang Bi's way of doing things truly defied all conventional description.

"You only know the first part, not the second. The day I sent Caidie out with the wine, I regretted it, so I chased after her, wanting to take the wine back. I didn't expect that by the time Caidie reached the post station, you had already left. If I tell you this, will you believe me?"

Gao Qian poked the spacetime gate with his finger, feeling a resilient, rubbery elasticity, which made him realize that he might not be able to enter it after all.

Judging from the livestock and agricultural tools, agriculture appeared to be quite developed. To Liu Feng, at least within the boundaries of Lelang Commandery, the level of agricultural productivity was higher than that of Jiangdong.

A moment later, accompanied by a miserable cry of pain, Brother Zhu personally reset Gao Wei's jaw with his own hands, and then wiped his saliva-covered palms onto the other man's clothes.

The Great Immortal Zhenyuan was curious about what action the Dao Ancestor would take. After all, the Daoist temple of the Great Immortal Zhenyuan, Longevity Mountain Five-庄 Temple, was located within the Western Continent of Buddhism, so he naturally had to avoid the potential impact of those mutual conflicts upon himself.

Although the three wood- and fire-attribute spiritual cultivators had prior foundations in alchemy, upon encountering Hong Wanxing, they discovered that alchemy could also be a matter of life and death.

At that time, she was clearly still waiting for him to enlighten her. Although this fellow was himself mentally unhealthy, he could still be considered a decent spiritual mentor. Perhaps having been enlightened by Yanhua many times, he had gained some experience—after all, prolonged illness makes one a doctor.

Looking at the dimness that flashed in Li Muswan's eyes, Ye Qing felt an inexplicable pain in his heart. This sensation did not originate from the soul, but rather from the flesh.

An ordinary cultivator at the seventh layer of the True Dan Realm like him had no ability whatsoever to resist in Kong Zhan's hands.

Consort Yang's funeral practically exceeded standard regulations. First, she was posthumously elevated to Imperial Noble Consort with the honorary title "Danjing," and a separate Zhaoling Concubine Mausoleum was built for her. Within the mausoleum, there were precious-roofed bright halls... faintly bearing the specifications usually reserved only for an empress. Even the stone statues along the spirit path were identical to those of an empress's tomb.

Otherwise, with the abilities of those old fogies, how could they possibly fail to see me stealing medicinal pills every single time?

Though this soft hum came faintly, the bone-chilling cold it entirely radiated still startled someone.

Old Yang's eyes revealed a trace of vigilance, and he asked in a deep voice, "What is the matter?" He had no intention of inviting Xu Qing inside, and instead rested his palm firmly on the door frame.

As a result, no matter what choice he made, it would be an extremely humiliating ordeal. By comparison, death was truly better; if he died a sudden, violent death, people would not harbor too many suspicious thoughts.

The Illusory Heart Secret Realm was not only filled with unfathomable illusions, but also possessed the function of sealing a cultivator's spiritual consciousness. Zheng Qingxia and the others sensed nothing at all, yet unexpectedly, Tang Hao had discovered it before them.

Ye Tao looked at the four of them with satisfaction. The reason he summoned these four was because each of them had received his favors to varying degrees, or were desperate people he had rescued. One could say that among the bodyguard ranks of the Murong family, these four were his true confidants and trustworthy men.

As the fragrance of wine drifted away, the eyes of all those iron-blooded men could not help but well up with warmth, and several silently shed tears. Few people in this world understood the bond of life and death shared among comrades-in-arms, and that trust of guarding each other's backs had long since surpassed ordinary friendship.

However, they failed to notice that while speaking, Fu Changqing had already arrived not far from Tang Hao.

The paired sabers he carried were also specially manufactured—light and thin, with blades refined from edge-steel, making them incomparably sharp.