Volume 1, Chapter 27: Holding Hands

These cultivators, having been away for so long, are now all returning to their original worlds, which means that the conflicts concerning that realm are bound to begin anew.

He refused to accept defeat and continued to unleash his divine abilities, but without exception, they were all absorbed by the furnace, unable to touch Ye Chen in the slightest.

Bai Sen also cooperated perfectly, putting on a show of being severely injured and displaying his acting skills to the fullest.

Contrary to everyone’s expectations, Gu Yuan was not the least bit angered by Wu Hao’s near-sarcastic remarks; instead, he seemed rather excited.

Lin Han’s heart burned with anxiety. Watching helplessly as the guarding cultivator of Jianglan Town approached, holding the Soul-Detecting Bead, he gritted his teeth and closed his eyes.

The composed middle-aged man shouted loudly. Holding a silver sword in one hand and activating a blue talisman with the other, he erected a hazy barrier resembling a curtain of water, blocking out the thick, toxic gas that had just been pushed aside and was now surging back wildly.

An Qiang harbored such a mentality. A few days prior, he had sought out Mu Qing. The reason was that even someone of Mu Qing’s caliber had received an invitation, while he had not; he was deeply displeased and sought out Mu Qing to trample him underfoot.

By doing this, it might indirectly resolve the crisis at Mount Shu. Since Bone Mountain was a place Ao Xu absolutely could not abandon, he would inevitably be forced to withdraw his troops. Meanwhile, the remaining combat forces of the Daoist sects would be committed to a delaying action, hindering his speed in rushing to rescue Bone Mountain.

Then, accompanied by Bai Sen’s screams, another pleasant day passed. Because of this honesty, the emotional barrier that had existed between the two vanished. However, for Bai Sen to truly accept these feelings, it would likely take quite some time. In short, time would resolve everything.

Upon hearing this, the crowd thought of the back gate of the Zhu Family Manor, which was also left without a single soldier guarding it, and they immediately believed it three parts.

After the first glass of wine was finished—it is said that the drinking table is the easiest place for communication—the awkward atmosphere among everyone eased, and things became lively.

The Zhang family forces led by Zhang Chengyou, though numbering only about fifteen thousand, were not something they could withstand. While Goryeo could muster a far greater number of troops, war is not determined by numbers alone.

Ye Kai gritted his teeth, turning his hand into a palm blade and slashing downward along Shen Wulian’s sternum.

As for opening a pharmacy, he did not place much importance on the money side of things right now; the most critical matter was his cultivation using the Merit Jade Tablet.

"You only need to stay by my side and follow my instructions; you don't need to worry about anything else. Just throw some smoke screens for Li Wanru when necessary," Gu Mo-xi instructed. She already had a plan in her heart, which was naturally foolproof.

The Demon clan’s priest must have trapped the King of Hell and Meng Po somewhere not far from the exit he used.

"Of course, of course. A director as good as me is rare, so don't leave," Director Wang hurriedly tried to persuade him again.

Although he had come out, he was not overly worried, for he had a backup plan; those desperate men were his own people.

Guo Yuxiang’s pupils dilated. He kept questioning himself in his heart: Is the guy in front of me really Xie Lang?

Between Shang Yang and Wang Yuze, she could only choose Wang Yuze now, and she could only beg her father not to make any decisions just because Shang Yang had saved Qi Sitai.

Seeing this scene, the aura on Ksitigarbha’s body surged violently. It was clear he was extremely annoyed, but with Ke Yan and the others hopping around on the ground and Xue Rou and her companions hiding in the clouds, Ksitigarbha’s few strikes failed to hit them, leaving him looking utterly helpless.

The middle-aged man bought the car through a loan, which the salesperson was quite happy about. As long as the car could be sold, it didn't matter if it was full payment or a loan; their performance metrics didn't distinguish between the two, and loans were simply part of their partnership with the bank.

"He must be dead. Brother Tian’s 'Tianhai Path' is something even peerless geniuses dare not challenge head-on, let alone a mere mountain-guarding beast," another replied.

Ye Fei did not know what to say to her. Looking at Li Jiayi nearby, he couldn't help but sigh softly.

Shen Qiang was stunned. It seemed she had played Tai Chi with him; originally, he could have determined what he had guessed, but after that joke of hers, everything seemed to have vanished.

"Soro, these are the items you need. I hope you do not disappoint me, and do not disappoint the Empire!" The Dragon Blood Emperor handed the spatial ring in his hand to Soro, his voice tinged with authority.

The Blood Clan has the Blood God Patriarch, and these werewolves have a wolf ancestor. It seems the giant wolf Campa is not the most powerful existence among the wolf race.

"We once heard the general mention it; it is the spirit bone. The spirit bone of the Golden-Haired Roar is in the center of its brow," the soldier replied.

Since the distance was a bit far, Ye Fei put away the AK47 and pulled out the Mauser 98k sniper rifle. He had originally wanted to use the Barrett, but the 7-day duration for the Barrett had expired, and it had been reclaimed by the system. However, the Nazi Butcher sniper rifle was not bad either; at least it was a sniper rifle.

The clouds were surging, and then a golden beam of light shot into the sky, churning the clouds into a massive vortex. At this moment, Ye Fei stood right in the center of the golden beam, staring blankly at the Barrett-Destruction in his backpack, golden flames dancing in his eyes.