Volume One, Chapter 39: The “Wrath” of the Gods.

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I began to grow worried. I had not slept all night. I thought Huo Xiaoran would appear, but I waited through the entire night, staring into the darkness, and he never showed even the slightest trace of himself.

The three of them stepped into the cave and immediately felt warmth like spring. Mist curled through the cavern, while a seven-colored lantern hung directly from the center of the ceiling, constantly transforming into dazzling halos of shifting hues. The entire stone cavern seemed to exist within a dream.

Yet the water surged violently. Unless he broke his word and resorted to force, he could never outmatch Qian Xun in the subtle art of fighting beneath the water.

“Girl, stop thinking about it. There will never be another Flowing Orchid Stone.” Qian Cheng let out a soft sigh, his eyes fixed on Qian Xun’s hair.

After hearing Qin Yuetian’s words, Gu Nianxi immediately raised her eyes to look at him, hoping to detect even the faintest trace of schadenfreude in his gaze.

After all, Mo Shang Wushuang had vanished without a trace. For someone to emerge now and stir up trouble, slaughtering on such a scale, there had to be some shameful secret behind it.

She was completely satisfied, her wish fulfilled. But in the room of Commandery Princess Leng Xia, an entirely different scene was unfolding.

“Let him go!” Huo Xiaoran suddenly appeared directly in front of Huo Ning’en. His voice was as cold as though it had come from the depths of hell. I did not even need to see his face to know that his expression must have been terrifyingly grim.

Yet Chen Qi’s reaction did not surprise me either. She showed neither sorrow nor joy, and that very composure made me feel strangely uneasy.

Before Xiuyuan could finish speaking, Qian Xun was already using both hands and feet, crawling toward the woods with the last of his strength.

From the red, silk-like fragments formed by the blood cocoon, he retrieved the spatial ring. He took a set of clothes from within and began to put them on.

Of course, if the demonic ring’s fetal mark had never reacted at all, Feng Yanchi’s life might have remained ordinary. But when he was five years old, the demonic ring actually helped him advance three levels in martial power in succession. Only then did his father realize that the child was extraordinary.

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There was more than fifteen miles between the office and the Huang Residence on General Road. Huang Zheng’s rank did not entitle him to a private car, and he had no desire to make an exception for himself, so he usually took the public trolley car home.

Although he was piloting a fighter plane again after some time away, his touch remained excellent. With the Lightning fighter’s superior performance and his own formidable flying skills, he had already achieved a record of damaging two Japanese aircraft and shooting one down during more than a dozen sorties.

21. Ye Liqing, commander of the Western Xia Imperial Guard, thirty-six years old; the leader of the men in blue during the Battle of Clear Water Town.

Next, Li Jinshan selected the Qin Elite Warriors, Wanyan Honglie chose the Zhao Border Cavalry, and Qin Hui chose the Wei Iron Warriors.

The incident in which they surrounded Class Three of Senior Year One had also drawn the attention of the school authorities. Fortunately, no students had been injured or killed, but the school leadership was still enraged.

“Northward, toward the Unbroken Mountains, lies the Palace of Long Nightmare...” Bai Ze murmured. One of the subentries in the information displayed on the screen was extracted, and every detail concerning the organization was laid out, including the appearance and routes of each of its divine beings. The information was extraordinarily thorough.

Those eyes fixed upon the two men, radiating a savage, devouring light, as though they wished to tear the pair apart and swallow them whole.

Jingyin knew she had no right to speak under the circumstances, so she carried Ranran out of the Hokage’s office.

The evening dishes and wine were served again. That night, they ordered the restaurant’s signature lamb, along with aged highland barley wine.

The Ghost Aunt had already reached the edge of the woods, while the black-clad man remained in a tree more than thirty yards away. Suddenly, Ghost Aunt seemed to catch her foot on a tree root and pitched violently forward onto the ground.

“Have you gone mad? Only an Immortal-Rank cultivator can challenge an Undying Immortal Emperor. If an Undying Immortal Emperor were killed by someone beyond the Immortal Rank, the great powers of the Heavenly Domain would immediately impose sanctions. When that happened, even our Wang family could not protect you.” A trace of displeasure showed in Wang Jinlan’s beautiful eyes.

“Yakumo! Where is Yakumo?” The instant Sunset Red woke, she looked toward Yakumo’s position. When she failed to see him, she immediately shouted. Then she noticed Hinata beside her—and also me, using the power of the Nine-Tails.

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After hearing Miao Tianran’s explanation, Shen Tianmeng also felt that it was indeed so, and he relaxed considerably. As for dealing with Qin Feng in his current state, he was still very confident.

“Father.” At that moment, Neji’s figure descended lightly before Hyuga Hizashi.

The Ancestor Luo Hun glanced at Nie Tianxing and immediately waved his hand. A terrifying pillar of azure energy shot forth, its explosive roar so piercing that Ling Tiannan and the others could not help covering their ears.

When Li Xue’er heard Ye Tian say this, her face flushed all the way to the roots of her neck.

“All right, Xue’er, I’m leaving first. I won’t be attending the next class, so please ask for leave on my behalf.” Ye Tian stopped teasing Li Xue’er and spoke to her gently.

Sun Wukong wiped away the carefree grin he had worn while eating, and his expression suddenly became icy cold.

The Darkwing Phantom Beast nodded and moved between Zeus and Ning Yufei. By then, Ning Yufei had already pulled the Hermit of Sunset Mist to his feet and was preparing to flee.

“No. Next time, let’s go to the seaside. I’ll paint you there.” Yuchi Hong’s hand rested lightly on her hair before gliding down across her cheek.

Besides, O’Neal himself had fused the ancient martial arts of Country Z with those of Europe. When Wang Wei extracted his martial arts, he naturally extracted that method of fusion as well.

“It’s Madam.” Sister Ying opened the villa’s front door, and Yin Yumo walked in carrying Hengheng.

She was not wearing high heels, but a pair of comfortable slippers. She entered without making a sound, at the request of the man sitting beside the hospital bed, so as not to disturb the patient lying there.

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