Volume 1, Chapter 45: Su Li Has Been Waiting for This Very Day

Around them, the leaders and disciples of various major sects had already begun to whisper and discuss, with curses being the most frequent among the voices. Since ancient times, Buddhism and Taoism had not gotten along; this was an unspoken rule taken for granted.

In this world, only by staying alive—by living well—did one earn the right to obtain anything. Those fools who could not even afford a full meal did not even possess the qualification to live. This was the clever rascal's motto, as well as his guiding principle of action.

"Very well, we believe you, but we cannot take you out with us. This crystal coffin is not something we control; rather, it is a magical artifact that traps our souls. However, we can help you shield yourself from the nightly intrusions. You can cultivate in peace or find a way out on your own," the divine dragon said sincerely.

Presumably, another reason for deciding to make the journey lay with Zi Yuxiao. She was the most trusted elder sister of Wang Bugui, someone who understood much more. Only with her approval could they have greater confidence.

Chen Piaopiao walked for some ten minutes before a parked car entered her field of vision. A profound wave of joy welled up within her.

Realizing I could no longer give you a proper account, I wept bitterly for the entire night. As for you, my dear sister, ever since you swallowed that dragon pearl, you have been sleeping all the more soundly and sweetly.

"Step closer. I am old, my eyes are dim, and I can no longer see your face clearly," Song Xitong said softly.

However, decapitating the captive Baishi and hanging his head high upon a flagpole would not only saddle the commander-in-chief, Zi Xin, with a reputation for brutality, but also infuriate the adversary.

The divine dragon's innate magical ability to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth originally had no name. Zi Xin named it the "Heaven-Swallowing Technique." Compared to the Qilin's Fortune-Devouring Technique, the cultivation of the Heaven-Swallowing Technique was simpler, yet at the same time more troublesome.

Kou Zhong took a light step forward and, like a ghostly apparition, slipped right past the long sword. This was merely Shen Luoyan's subjective perception; with a flick of his wrist, the saber in Kou Zhong's hand gave a sharp swish, slicing off the hair that Shen Luoyan had bound up, which then fell directly into Kou Zhong's palm.

This was a trick that even Dongfang Xiuxiu, who was at the mid-stage of crossing tribulations, had suffered losses from. The other two middle-aged men were also startled into a cold sweat by such massive damage values, staring fixedly at Tang Qi.

Xiong Kun raised his hand and struck out with another palm strike. After shattering the ice block, he retrieved the dragon pearl and waved it in front of Han Feng. Han Feng, who had been frozen stiff like a fish, instantly vanished into the water. Following that, Xiong Kun's figure flickered and also disappeared beneath the water.

At that very moment, Duan Yu hurried over, executing the Lingbo Weibu steps with an expression of extreme tension. The old man was equally startled upon seeing Duan Yu, who seized the momentum to raise his hand and unleash an invisible sword Qi, striking the old man instantly.

Clearly, this young master must have received a notification from Larry before rushing over here.

"Step aside!" The richest man in the world said nothing, but his two bodyguards had already stepped forward to push Ryan.

Having heard Lu Wuchen's conjecture, the crowd looked in shock at Quan Guanqing. The reason Quan Guanqing was dubbed the "Flawless Scholar" was not only because of his sharp mind, but also because he was well-versed in unorthodox arts. At this moment, Lu Wuchen's words made absolute sense.

Thinking of this, a sense of sorrow stirred within me—sorrow for how both generations of us had suffered all along this path. Rather than calling it the reincarnation destiny spoken of by my master, it was better to say this had been ordained long ago, the destined fate of our Li family lineage.

"Senior Xiong, where are you? Could it be inside this dragon pearl?" Han Feng lowered his head and asked the orb.

In this battle, although Kuroyukihime had once again defeated Ryan without sustaining a single scratch, the blood-red chains were already faintly beginning to pose a threat to her. After all, the blood-red chain known as "Anriete's Protection" was no mere ordinary enhanced external gear.

Wu Wei was quite satisfied with the effect he had achieved. He turned around, exited the cabin, and walked back, closely followed by Keyboard Warrior and Wild Bull. Nightfall felt a stifling weight in her heart and followed them back as well, leaving behind only three fury-swelling Hope Stars residents.

Yang Jian widened all three of his eyes, his face filled with disbelief. Powerful as he was, even he felt a creeping chill in his heart at this moment.

Chen Ao nodded, feeling that Su Fan's words were entirely correct. Even so, proving Long Qingping's innocence proved rather tricky.

Not only calmness, but also confidence; those star-like pupils radiated a deep and profound trust.

Taking advantage of this opening, the opposing faction swooped in to pick up the scraps without the slightest hesitation, rushing forward with blades drawn to slash fiercely.

Zhang You made the introductions, and Sun Chuanhai smiled in greeting, doing his utmost to put on an affable and amiable expression, though the fingerprint marks on his face had yet to fully fade, making it look utterly comical no matter how one looked at it.

He greeted them warmly, his gaze filled with the look one reserved for old acquaintances, and his tone was casual and teasing, as if their relationship were exceptionally close.

Ma Zongkui flung his whip aside and stalked back in a rage. He needed to think carefully about how to handle this matter.

In the driver's seat, a tall and handsome young man lit a cigarette. Seeing Shen Mo emerge, he blew a smoke ring toward him from afar, revealing the smile of a victor.

"Very well, I hope that we, too, can be of some help in tomorrow's attack on the crematorium," said Ichiro Toyota.

Because the bullfighters and horses were often tormented into a wretched state by the bulls, the initial collision against the horse's belly almost sent both man and beast tumbling over. Moreover, the horses' eyes were covered with black cloth; otherwise, whether they would dare to walk toward the bull in the first place was a massive question.