Volume 1, Chapter 51: Snowflake Mutation

Tang Xiangyu, after all, still retained a shred of sanity. Sensing that the situation was turning unfavorable, she did not hesitate to reach out and grab Tang Xiangqin, who was about to throw a tantrum, and forcefully dragged him away from the scene.

Dragged all the way out of the Martial Artists Association by his elder sister Tang Xiangyu, a furious Tang Xiangqin violently shook off her tightly gripping hand.

"Sis, why did you pull me away?" Tang Xiangqin demanded exasperatedly, his expression distorted by anger.

Tang Xiangyu glared at her impulsive younger brother and retorted ungraciously, "Can't you use your brain and think for once?"

Tang Xiangqin completely ignored his sister...

"H-How would we lowly servants know? Just go ahead, Young Master," the warrior replied respectfully.

Everyone's gazes flickered violently, and Monarch Lun Chen and the others looked at Chen Fan with a mixture of shock and doubt.

She intended to take Qin Yun to that banquet tonight, which would undoubtedly stir up a lot of trouble. She did not know that Qin Yun had already revealed his true identity to Yu Yaoyao.

With these thoughts in mind, Du Jinshan flew down, charged straight through the front window into his room, and had his primordial spirit return to its physical vessel.

She no longer unleashed divine abilities carelessly; instead, all the true essence in her body pounded against the six light patterns on her back, making their radiance soar to the heavens. A terrifying, overwhelming force of the void erupted from within them.

The mysterious forces of heaven could reach a consensus with the Mo family's sworn enemies, but that was likely just a high-level compromise and agreement. At the lower levels, there were still countless people who wanted to kill him. For instance, Li Chengxuan, and Nameless.

The voice was filled with an unquestionable authority that caused the expressions of those who still wanted to say something to sink.

Thinking of this, Wuxin walked over to examine Uncle Zhong's injuries while asking in a deep voice, "Why did you block that sword for me?" He and Uncle Zhong were not related by blood, and had merely met by chance. He could not understand why Uncle Zhong was willing to sacrifice his life to save him.

Chu Yi's injuries were healing nicely, and he was at least able to move. Although he was bathed in blood and looked terrifying, he was already out of danger.

For this reason, seeing the tragic ends of Qin Lan and Yelu Yunhao, a sense of unease grew within Shu Yuan, rapidly spreading through his body and mind.

No problems could be detected in the tone of the Supreme Elder, as if this was how they had decided all along. However, the condition he added made the eyes of the experts below light up, and all of them were stirred with excitement.

Over the past few days, Liren had also received intelligence: First, Jia Sidao had lived up to expectations and completely sealed the Yuan forces within the city of Xiangyang, though he had not yet recaptured the city itself. Second, Sichuan and Shu had been reduced to a desolate wasteland of corpses stretching for a hundred miles without a living soul.

Seeing the obvious and happy smile on Tang Lulu's tender, rosy cheeks, Ye Bai felt much more at ease. He could tell that Tang Lulu had walked out of the shadow of her kidnapping; after all, that incident had merely frightened her without causing her any actual physical harm.

Without standing on ceremony, Ye Bai kicked the door open with a single kick. Unfortunately, after searching the room for a while, there was no sign of Powell.

Two glowing red, oval-shaped clay balls were placed on the ground. Instantly, their bright red radiance dimmed significantly, finally leaving behind gray-white clay balls.

The door they emerged from faced a wide road, and far beyond the exit of the teleportation array stood a city gate, with a straight path connecting them in between.

Through the surveillance cameras, Manager Sun saw the whole incident clearly and knew that Chen Star Sea and his group were not at fault. However, the car model had powerful backers, making it difficult to assign blame. He thought that if neither side pursued the matter further, it would be best to pretend it never happened, as offending either party would bring trouble upon himself.

Another stream of blood spurted out, but Xiao Jiyun ignored Xique's attack. With a silver-white claw print in his hand, he blasted into the midst of the many experts behind Xique. Instantly, countless mists of blood exploded, and one-tenth of the top experts had already perished.

He sensed that this fellow only possessed the cultivation of the Spirit-Transforming Realm; how had he suddenly erupted with the power of the mid-Heaven Realm?

Donghuang Taiyi had bided his time and cultivated his strength in secret for nearly a decade, and every single maneuver was for this very day. Now, he could be said to have seized the upper hand and gained complete control of the situation. Therefore, he was not in a hurry—not in a hurry at all. The more trump cards he had, the slower he would reveal them one by one.

"D-Does that mean I'm crippled just like that?" Yao Gao's expression froze, finding it somewhat unacceptable.

"Aren't we going to wait for the girl to finish school?" Li Hanyun asked in confusion. Being clever, she could tell even more clearly that Mo Yan had let slip a slip of the tongue.

Whether Lie Feng's words were too fantastical or everyone was simply tired of the days of fighting alone, the struggle for leadership won the support of the majority. Undercurrents surged in the peaceful town; this was a contest of strength and wisdom, a battle of financial and human resources.

Feng Ling nodded, being very sensible at a critical moment, which made Scorpion heave a sigh of relief. He looked at Wukong with great curiosity, not even bothering to look at the path of light that had already dissipated near Wukong's heels.

It was already a desperate gamble, and now it was even more precarious. The enraged horned eagle tossed and thrashed wildly with Lisi Guang in mid-air, and the turbulent air currents lashed against the faces of the people below in successive waves.

"Haha, so simple. You activate the teleportation array, and my companion and I will leave together." With a wave of his hand, he retrieved the purple crystal and dropped it into the center of the altar.

They were all ordinary saint weapons and did not contain ten-thousand-pattern saint swords. He did not dare to draw them out for inspection either, and could only sense them through the scabbard.

In the span of just a few days in the game, it felt to him as though centuries had passed. "Tang Jun, I want to go see a movie today, come pick me up later." Without waiting for Tang Jun to speak, Ouyang Qian directly hung up the phone.

As long as he did not use the Fiery Eyes to kill people or do other things, it actually had no impact on him, just like now when he was searching for that sentient Asura Ghost Rakshasa.

"Hehe~~ He finally made a move!" In the barren land, Fang Sisheng shielded his eyes with his hand and looked up at the high sky, where a pinpoint of light was imprinted in his pupils.

Yan Zhen began to draw with sweat pouring down his forehead, expending a great deal of effort just to draw a pine tree. To be honest, Yan Zhen felt that the pine tree he drew barely allowed people to recognize that it was a tree, and nothing more. It seemed his drawing skills were very poor.

Wang Chen drew a sharp breath. Back then, he had cleared the bloodthirsty virus for members of the George family, which ultimately brought out a vampire that he subsequently destroyed. If this matter had not been brought up, he truly would have forgotten about it. Before dying, that vampire had indeed uttered words similar to "My master will not let you off."

At this moment, Yan Zhen no longer thought about these things; all distracting thoughts in his mind were cast aside. With such a simple, pure sword strike—a sword strike like a shooting star plummeting to earth, a sword strike like light piercing through darkness, a sword strike like wind and lightning—he thrust straight toward Ling Kongzi.