Chapter 62: Rapid Progress

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The moment Chen Can landed within the Spirit-Swallowing Realm, he decisively released his grip and his figure blasted backward. At that instant, the shadow-like black hole suddenly erupted with a terrifying suction force, attempting to swallow him whole.
Therefore, many of the pieces of furniture in the house now are newly bought. Following that, Victor began to reply to those who had messaged him after last night's match to express their concern: his parents, "Uncle Jorge," his friends, and Cristiano Ronaldo.
"Then I can rest easy. In that case, if Morlun comes to your world, he will only get beaten. I'll be off to the next world then!" Saying this, the transmigrator Spider-Man prepared to activate the ability on his body to travel across the universe.
That is simply the height of absurdity! It is an insult and mockery of the Xiliang army that perished at the hands of Ye Zhiqiu, as well as the countless rebellious subjects.
Above the firmament, the clouds parted and the mist dispersed, revealing a brilliant galaxy of stars. At this moment, the void seemed to be completely swallowed by the river of stars, leaving only a dazzling blood-red moon.
Jian Gui glanced in the directions where Lao Hei and An Feng had fled—one east, one west, one warm, one cold—and ultimately pursued the path taken by Lao Hei.
Consequently, everyone exchanged glances, clenched their fists in secret, gritted their teeth, and flicked their sleeves as they walked out of the hall.
Wang Jiankang gave a bitter smile and shook his head: "Don't bother thinking about it. The person who tampered with the documents is me; I am the mole within the Public Security Bureau." The bitterness on Wang Jiankang's face grew even thicker as he lit another cigarette, as if doing so could make him feel somewhat better at ease.
The sharp-eyed slave gladiator overheard the sentimental thoughts of his noble mages master and felt rather dismissive. Accustomed to a life of humility, using their lives and bloodshed to entertain the spectators, they now only wanted to win numerous victories and earn enough merit and spoils of war to redeem their freedom. As for the rest, there was no need to dwell on it.
He seemed indifferent and unconcerned, yet everything was under his control. He appeared approachable and easy to communicate with, yet he possessed an aura capable of striking terror into the hearts of ghosts.
What was originally a territory contested by only six major guilds suddenly turned into a battleground for over ten large guilds, making an already difficult operation even harder.
They had indeed entered the tropical rain forest. In Java, the forest coverage rate exceeds sixty percent, so they relied on the vastness and sparse population of the rain forest to evade the Dutch military police.
"What on earth are you trying to do? Babbling on and on here..." Rada said angrily.
If he were to become a martial artist, things would get interesting. The old master himself had very poor innate talent and thus failed to become a martial artist. If he managed to become one, it would mean Wang Zai is also useful to non-martial artists, and the slight improvement in innate talent should also have an effect.
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There was no real necessity to rush back directly; there were plenty of people at the shop, so one more of him didn't make a difference, and one less of him wouldn't be missed.
System Prompt: You have registered for the Sword Peak Brave competition. You will be teleported to the competition arena in 5 seconds. Wishing you success in achieving a good result.
Leveraging the momentum, the Dragon-Scale Python whipped its tail. The alpha wolf used the rebound force of a giant boulder to leap away directly. The boulder was shattered on the spot, and flying debris scattered far into the distance.
The tires carved an unbroken trail of water along the rain-slicked road, while the sidewalks on both sides were sparsely populated as they drove farther away from the CBD.
Even at this moment, though she sensed that Qin Chen was not far behind, she did not dare to turn her head even for a glance, fearing it might provoke displeasure and forfeit her ghost life.
Upon hearing this, Xiyue Jinchen first raised an eyebrow and glanced at her, then let out a dismissive, mocking laugh.
However, Ling Hao of the present was drastically different. Not only had he grown confident, but he had also experienced exceptional growth in every aspect. Most crucially, he had money—a vast, immense amount of money.
Before he could say anything, however, Tang Yaying suddenly put on a shy appearance, her big eyes blinking rapidly, her movements fidgety and completely unlike her usual self.
Everyone, at the very same moment, looked unanimously toward the blood-red stone, and the moment they did, the expressions on their faces instantly froze. Astonishment, panic, disbelief—various expressions were reflected on each of their faces.
"What?" Crane Elder was instantly startled, only to see purple clouds emerging and floating across the sky in a most breathtaking spectacle.
Su Min subconsciously wanted to retreat, but the elevator doors had already closed. Her back pressed against the doors, leaving her nowhere left to run.
The villagers shouted and brought out whatever striking tools they could find in an attempt to scare away those gigantic nine-headed birds. Unexpectedly, these nine-headed birds were utterly arrogant and completely unfearful. Furthermore, their nine heads possessed extremely sharp beaks, and their massive wings flapped with formidable force; the villagers were simply no match for them.
At this moment, the dark sky seemed to be occupied by pitch-black storm clouds, looking deeply terrifying.
Ling Fei looked at Gao Zheng, then at the breakfast in his hands. Her slender eyelashes fluttered slightly as she tilted her head to study him with a pensive look, yet she did not reach out to take it.
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"Hmph, cowardly and weak-minded individuals. Failing the trial is only natural," a nearby disciple said with disdain.
Naturally, he could ignite the incense offerings whenever he wished. Being forced to ignite them prematurely fell far short of his expected value.
"Hate me if you want! If you wish for revenge, come find me anytime!" The snow fox looked at me and said indifferently.
Even under circumstances like the last time, they fought for hundreds of years. The time required this time would undoubtedly be even longer.
I always like to pretend to be carefree, yet not a single part of me enjoys being tormented and somewhat warped by hatred? Is this my fault?
"Oh, come on! You crawled through a pile of bugs too? And covered your whole body in that bug poop liquid?" I sat up, looking at Yang Zi's body with a strange gaze.
Good grief, are you really a divine beast, and you're actually afraid of dead people in dreams? Qian Yun could hardly believe the words she was hearing came from the White Tiger.
"Oh, that's right, Miss Qian Yun, I actually did think of something," Lan Ruotong suddenly halted her steps and said.
Looking at Yan Huan's pale complexion right now, and associating it with the kind of life her best friend lived after marriage, she immediately let out a cold, restrained laugh.
Given the smiles, joy, and other expressions Li Ru had displayed earlier, Hua Xiong, who subconsciously felt he understood Li Ru thoroughly, naturally and instinctively chose to dismiss that possibility.
The person who visited this old ancestral hall most frequently was Guan Hongda, but now, there was an additional person who hadn't visited in decades—his third uncle, Guan Fuliang, had arrived.
His current situation could be said to have too good a starting point; there were countless directions he could advance in, and many of them even conflicted with one another. Abandoning any single part would make his state of mind waver, forcing him to greedily pursue everything in its entirety. Unless he could refine the entire heaven and earth, relinquishing something was bound to happen eventually.
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