Chapter Fifteen

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The shadowy night air trembled with dark energy; the Nine Heavens Formation was far from complete—how could it possibly stop now? Though the pact of “perishing with the formation” was a lie he had fabricated, without fully activating the Nine Heavens Formation, how could the Jade Butterfly of Destiny be broken? Even with his cultivation at its pinnacle, how could he contend with the heavens?

The short man looked at Lan Duoduo in surprise. Madam had always been somewhat trusting, and upon hearing this, she quickly nodded.

“By the way, Shao Yu, is that story you told about me and my brother true? How did you come to know it?” Tang Qianqian looked up at Shao Yu, puzzled.

Upon hearing this, the young man finally turned slowly to face the man kneeling before him. A faint crease appeared between his brows, yet his voice betrayed no emotion.

She was admiring the scenery, but others were observing her. In their eyes, Luo Xi had seemingly blended into the view, yet what they saw was quite another scene.

Seeing that Luo and the others were unharmed, Luo Xi should have felt reassured, yet she did not relax. Instead, her sense of danger grew ever stronger, as if something was amiss. It was like a tangled ball of yarn, a chaotic mess she could not unravel.

The slender figure moved in the darkness like a phantom, causing Gu Junmo’s words to catch in his throat. By then, Bingling’s presence had long vanished from the tunnel.

“We are at least twenty miles from that volcano by mountain path, and any cultivator descending by the usual route would never come this way!” the man said with insight.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Explosions rang out. The disciple’s flesh burst, scattering countless sparks. His spirit was instantly obliterated, while all his blood, flesh, and magical power flowed into Yuntian’s body. Suddenly, Yuntian felt his power surge dramatically, as if he had taken a step closer to the Void Realm.

“Look up there—that’s an immortal!” an ordinary person exclaimed upon spotting Liu Chen’s figure.

Wei Yunran no longer wished to waste words. Stepping back two paces, he waved his hand, and the three black-clad thugs immediately charged toward Chen Jianfeng.

Approaching the cliff, Ren Wu tentatively touched the rock face. The stone was solid and hard; the fist-sized protrusions could easily bear the weight of an adult.

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A myriad of powerful formations surged forth, pouring into Aolan’s body, causing his form to grow steadily until he towered a thousand feet tall.

When the two scandalous protagonists arrived, the once noisy conference hall immediately fell silent.

Ao Lixue spoke coldly, “It seems we must settle this before killing him. The Heavenly Fragrance Palace commands great respect within the Grand Universe Alliance. Each disciple is formidable, and you, especially, are the most promising candidate for the next Palace Master. I’ve long wished to see your spearsmanship!” As she spoke, she thrust a spear from the side of her body.

An elliptical pedestal, stage archway, curtains, backdrop, and backstage piping formed a layered maintenance passage.

A tremor came from afar. Chen Jianfeng knew that the mighty bear had discovered him and was rushing this way.

“Brother Yu Xuan, do you remember? You told me last night that today we would take wedding photos here, and even asked me to dress nicely!” Zhang Meng smiled at Fang Fei. “Fang Fei, you’re here too?” She moved closer to Yu Xuan, tugging at his arm.

Zhang Fan frowned. How could this be? Li Linger was only poisoned, yet now it seemed she was showing signs of amnesia.

“Bah! Wearing such shabby clothes and still daring to sneak in, I’ve seen plenty of shameless people like this!” the stout man sneered, his words causing Qin Lin’s gaze to turn icy as he glanced at him.

Xu Fei understood that he could not confront Da Hei’s devouring ability directly; he could only dispel it. In fact, Da Hei’s swallowing power had not yet returned to its green-level peak. Otherwise, Xu Fei would not have been able to dispel it so easily.

Even after the fall of the Ji Dynasty, a great dynasty’s power would hardly be absorbed by another kingdom.

After all, Baby knows that mud is inedible, but other children might not possess such common sense or intelligence.

Beckham’s famed “Beckham curve” is one such technique, but unfortunately, this shooting method requires a full-body twist, which conflicts severely with his usual pre-free-kick routine.

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A cold wind blew, lifting the paper, which fell onto the nearby candle’s flame. The paper blazed fiercely and soon turned to ash.

“What are you still doing here?” Naihe looked at the rules, who was angrily staring at her, puzzled. Strong power? Able to maintain transformation for so long?

Xu Fei turned his head to look at the sleeping siblings and shook it slightly. These two were far too naive—bringing a stranger directly to their stronghold without concern that he might be a spy sent by the Fire City Lord. And yet, they slept so soundly with a stranger present. Truly, their hearts were far too broad.

Lu Yan happened to glance back, catching a glimpse of Nan Jin leaning against the corner of a vehicle, a solitary figure. This sight caused him to furrow his brows involuntarily.

Ten days later, a propaganda vehicle from the Nine Heavens Empire appeared on the street. From its loudspeaker came calls for people to live and work in peace. The imperial army had successfully held most areas south of Changtai and would soon launch an assault along the Jitai Mountain and the Three Passes Great Tunnel—a string of wishful propaganda.

Beneath him, the demon corpses piled higher and higher. The vast plain before the Lianyun Hundred Peaks was carpeted with demon bodies swept in by the energy storm generated by Guo Lin’s ascension. The endless mountain of corpses was a terrifying sight.

Without Li Yan’s control, the Fire Dragon might have been extinguished, yet under his command, it still fiercely charged toward the Sword Sect’s elite. Its severed head opened its massive jaws, as if intent on tearing the Sword Sect warrior apart.

Chu Xue answered decisively, her voice brimming with confidence, as if speaking was enough to make it so.

The white bones seemed unwilling to let me live. Seeing me stand motionless at the edge of the Jade Pool, it disregarded the ancient lacquered water and advanced toward me.

Li Yan and Lin Na were comrades. Even if injured, nothing serious would befall them. But if Belir and the other two were harmed by the fiery balls spewed by the Fire-Eyed Giant Ape, who knew how they would react? What if they reported back to the Spirit Forest? What then?