Chapter 40

Xuanyuan Chengli’s expression turned incomparably grim. His body surged forward with the momentum of a dragon in flight and a tiger on the hunt. His hands twisted and turned, striking toward Li Qi’s head with the force of a dragon entering the sea, a blow as sudden and overwhelming as a sudden epiphany.

The only point of disadvantage lay with the specter being handled by Flame Peak. Originally, the specter was meant to be dealt with by Ouyang Bo, but since Ouyang Bo had long hidden within the Changsheng Gang’s residence and refused to emerge, a single Blazing Fire Formation was truly insufficient to trap the entity.

In the blink of an eye, the seventh day arrived. Knowing that Xuan Mo would reshape his physical form today, Tong Yan did not immerse himself in cultivation as he had in previous days.

Upon arriving at the villa entrance, Xia Liu first extended his spiritual sense into the living room. Finding that Bai Lili and Lin Xiaotian were not engaged in anything unspeakable, he transmitted his voice to them.

However, Lu Daoling, Dugu Huang, and Hua Guang all stepped forward to assist. Having just suffered a loss, the three from the Underworld Pavilion were venting their frustration on the experts of the Feng family.

Qinglong moved instantly, his iron sword pressing downward with a sudden force. A powerful inner strength swept out, creating ripples in the void like massive waves rolling across a great river. Endless sword qi erupted from the iron blade, emitting a terrifying, heart-stopping vibration.

The three swords hovering in the void resembled blades from hell, radiating a chilling aura of death as if they could claim a life at any moment.

Seeing the masked man walk into the dining hall with his hands behind his back, hostility immediately flared in Tong Yan’s eyes.

The man was the first to regain his composure, saying, "My name is Yang Bao-ge; you can just call me Brother Yang Bao. This is A-Zhu." Ye Suiyun could not help but be rendered speechless, thinking to himself how anyone could demand to be called "brother" the moment they met; this fellow was truly a bit foolish.

Chen Feng feigned a look of longing to dispel the concerns of Lu Daoling and Dugu Huang, while inwardly calculating how to reclaim his arms. Advancing in sword cultivation was not something achievable in a few months or even years; reclaiming his arms was a far more reliable path.

It was not until the protagonist's friend appeared, questioning the onlookers with righteous indignation and confronting their former teammates in anger, that the scene finally unfolded.

This fluorescent glow was spiritual energy. Does spiritual energy have the ability to cure cancer? Of course it does; otherwise, why would the world be so desperate to become immortal cultivators? It is precisely because of the existence of spiritual energy within a cultivator’s body—energy capable of eradicating various diseases, bacteria, and mutated cells—that cultivators enjoy such long lifespans.

Compared to the crunchy, crisp deliciousness of human fare, the meat of the King Cobra Queen was firmer, more resilient, and packed with a satisfying chew, tasting incredibly fresh. They had never tasted snake meat this delicious before.

To maintain proper etiquette and avoid offending the seniors within, Han Qianyu knocked on the door with extreme courtesy.

Hearing this, Nalan Ya could not help but weep with joy. She raised her jade-like finger to gently wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes; clearly, she had truly been quite afraid just moments ago.

At the banquet, I saw the man who had emerged from the "Benevolence" chamber. He had changed into a black suit, looking fierce and ill-tempered. How could such a person be allowed into the old master's house? Unless they were kin or close, it was difficult to explain.

When he realized that his mental fluctuations were spreading, his willpower continued to surge outward. Had this been before, his mental energy would have reached its limit by now.

Breathing in the lingering fragrance of Gu Qianxi in the elevator, Xia Fan could not help but suddenly associate it with the lingerie she wore.

"Very well, then we shall go there." After Zhao Lingxi finished speaking, she ordered the servants to prepare horses, then took "Wei Qingqing" to the now-desolate old Xiao family estate.

"You understand well enough. The ruling power is far too terrifying; with our current strength, we are simply no match for them. Even if the Sect Master were willing to step forward in person, it would only intensify the conflict between the two sides, doing more harm than good," Chu Yuyao said.

Zhang Wei’s neck was tightly gripped by the red, liquid hand, leaving him unable to breathe. He looked extremely pained at that moment; due to the prolonged suffocation, his face had already turned somewhat purplish-blue.

The family stood there blankly, looking somewhat at a loss. This pair of CK couple watches was something the uncle and aunt had wanted for a year, but faced with the financial pressure of their two children about to enter university, that desire had been strangled in the cradle.

That was why the burly man had screamed so heart-rendingly, and why the male brethren felt a chill in their lower regions, wanting to protect themselves with extra care.

At this moment, dust was flying everywhere, making it nearly impossible to see the situation inside. Yet, the sheer power of that strike and Zhang Wei’s caught-off-guard expression left the three of them with a vague, ominous premonition.

For a very, very long time, Wang Chenli had treated her very poorly, making her exclusion and contempt plain for all to see, while giving all the best things and resources in the house to her younger brother and sister.

The soaring flames lit up the thick night, and the silent, lofty night sky was scorched a fiery red.

Thick, bloody mist erupted from the river dragon’s head like a volcanic eruption, and a pungent, bloody stench rushed toward them.

However, even though the resistance had been greatly weakened, it still took every ounce of Duan Ran’s strength to reach the highest point of the Beast God’s skeleton.

It turned out that all the animals here were special monsters. No matter how high your attack damage was, you could only deal a single point of health damage. At the same time, after being attacked, they did not counterattack but turned and fled immediately. For those with slow speed, killing one of these special monsters was clearly very difficult.

Although he might not have fully understood my meaning, seeing my sincerity, he immediately associated it with something else.

Xuan Tian, was the situation today a trap you laid long ago? Do you know that because of this trap, I have been exhausted to the point of collapse?

Because Shen Shisan had bet one thousand on the "Idle" side—the largest amount among the players—the dealer dealt the cards for the "Idle" side to him.

"Good. You know what they call good. She is clearly treating you like a fool, coaxing you. If she were bad to you on the surface, how could she have coaxed your grandfather into giving her the status of a proprietor?" The Imperial Concubine provoked her at every turn, venting all the dissatisfaction she held toward Long Yinle.

Sensing the murderous intent emanating from Zeus, the hair all over his body stood on end instantly. At this moment, Clovis Byron could only dodge.

Watching the images beneath her change, Sa'er stood there blankly. It was not until her feet touched the ground again that she realized she still had sensation, for her legs had already gone soft and were unable to support her.

As for Wang Li, Xia Nan had always admired her and followed in her footsteps, while toward Lin Lengyu, Xia Nan felt a debt of gratitude for the opportunity she had given him.

"Run!" She waved her hand like a general and led Feng Lin toward the outside. Feng Lin hurriedly followed in her footsteps.