Volume 1, Chapter 62: Beheaded and Displayed to the Public!

In the distant void beyond Mount Kunshen, over ten billion inner sect disciples had already gathered, whispering and discussing among themselves.

With a furious roar, Song Shaofei immediately circulated his true Qi, unleashing bolts of Yin-serpent flames that transformed into a gigantic, ghostly serpent that hissed incessantly.

Matsushima Nanako said with a hint of regret that both her grandfather and father had issued strict orders that Kato Su must be killed. If she and Aoi Tenso did not make a move, those twelve ninjas would instantly execute Kato Su.

After having Old Man Hu carried back, Ning Ke immediately changed into simple clothing, opened a fully stocked medical kit, and prepared to begin emergency treatment, while Qingqiang assisted on the side.

If he never learned her name, the danger of staying with her would be greatly reduced, but Naraku chose not to keep her identity secret, effectively bringing unnecessary trouble upon herself.

Passing the artificial fountain pool, one would see the imposing and magnificent comprehensive office building of the Changxing Baijiu Company.

For Hawke to speak to Fang Hanmin with such merciless bluntness showed how deeply infuriated he was today. He had originally meant well, but Merrill showed zero appreciation and even rebuffed him on the spot, causing him to lose face in front of Fang Hanmin, which deeply upset Hawke.

Shen Muran's violence was beyond imagination. Although Ling Zhengdao could be considered a real man, he still turned weak at the knees in front of Shen Muran.

By this time, the sky was already beginning to darken, and several Japanese soldiers on rotation arrived at the ridge on the west side of Muguaping to prepare for the shift change.

Continuing their journey in this manner, by daybreak they had already bypassed the Taibai family's residence and appeared on the road about two to three kilometers to their east.

This muscle was the largest in the human body, and at this moment, thread-like crimson energy was scattered throughout it, resembling the flesh of a blade-wielding mantis.

Chen Zhe felt as though he had walked a very long road in the dark. Although he knew he hadn't moved, the journey felt so real and exceptionally heavy to his senses.

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Today's viewing stands were far more lively than yesterday's. Being the finals after all, many people were eager to know who would ultimately claim the grand prize.

People rushed busily to and fro. Having nothing to do, Sun Mo stayed by Nan Shu's side the entire time, helping hold her phone.

At this thought, Guan Xi glanced at Wu Mumu and said, "Old Wutong just told me that this different dimension is a good thing. It's beneficial for everyone who enters, as well as for Old Wutong itself. This information is a legacy of the planet's will."

As he wrote halfway, Zhu Di watched from the side. This time, Zhu Di's eyes were wide open, filled with an incomparable and boundless joy.

A human who has undergone professional cultivation and training can multiply their physical fitness on this foundation. If one cannot visualize it, they can compare it to world heavyweight boxing champion Tyson, whose official punching power data is 221 kilograms.

However, that Li Shishi was truly annoying. He hadn't thought much of her initially, but now she felt like a real trouble. It seemed he had to find an opportunity to completely and thoroughly resolve this matter.

Hearing this, Jiang Li could barely sit still, an intense urge rising in his heart to step forward and slap him across the face—did he not know how to speak? If he didn't know how to speak, he should just keep his mouth shut.

The last person wore a loose, black magic robe and held a dark-golden magic staff, floating mid-air much like a sorcerer straight out of a comic book.

"Liao? Zhang Liao... in the flesh?" Although Yinling was a veteran wielder of the stars of generalship, she still couldn't figure out the current situation for a moment.

After parting ways with Lin Yun and Lin Yuan, Dai Yunfeng left Taichang Peak and arrived at the Elder Hall of Shenglong Peak.

She might not be the real culprit, but even if it was a mistake, it was still a form of help to Jiang Xue, allowing her to continuously rule out the wrong targets.

In truth, it wasn't that she didn't want children, but ever since Luo Yongmu realized her family had a genetic predisposition for multiples and heard how terrifyingly risky Mulan's quintuplets were, he resolutely proposed DINK (Double Income, No Kids); he refused to watch her face any danger.

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After parting ways with Rocks and saying goodbye to his family, Zepha embarked with the new marine recruits on the path to hunt down the Whitebeard Pirates.

Han Xiyun was soft-hearted after all and couldn't bear to watch him suffer, but she hadn't expected him to push his luck even further.

"Zhangsun Wuji, didn't you say the city of Yangzhou enjoys bright sunshine every day? Why have over twenty thousand citizens drowned now? Can you give me an explanation?" Li Shihmin stared fixedly at Zhangsun Wuji and demanded.

By using the Prince Chong's Estate to bring Fan Chunyi out, the Fan family had clearly created a rift with the Feng family. Since that was the case, why shouldn't he play the "good guy" and do the Fan family a favor?

Yet Yan Jue found the check before his eyes utterly obnoxious. He stood up, picked up his car keys, and strode away.

Los Angeles enjoyed warm, sun-drenched seasons year-round. In the spring of March in California, flowers bloomed brightly, and the brilliant sunshine streamed straight through the glass onto Su Jinshe with a hint of warmth. With a numb expression, she slowly stretched out her hand, her palm bathed in light, as she gradually closed her fist around the beam before trembling and relaxing her fingers again. Suddenly, she laughed.

"How audacious, daring to arbitrarily alter the life and death of mortals and cultivators. I have only just caught a glimpse of the Great Dao and may yet enter the ranks of the Five Elements in the future; yet you tried to deceive me using the lifespan of a Nascent Soul expert!" Recalling the ancient texts he had read back at the Array Sect, Zhou Liang wore a sneer on his face.

"I knew it would turn out like this, this jerk," Xia Hu thought to herself, though strangely enough, alongside her anger and disdain, there was also a faint sense of pride and satisfaction.

In the Eight-Treasure Merit Pond atop the towering Lingshan Mountain, the resonant chanting of three thousand Buddhas echoed far and wide. Yet, in front of that Sword of Time, the golden carp in the merit pond swam more than a hundred times slower, and the Buddha chants seemed frozen in place.