Chapter 38: Father, if you want to kill Haoyue, you must kill me first.

"Snap—" Long Xingyu stepped forward and struck Long Haochen across the face.

Long Haochen stared at Long Xingyu in disbelief. "Father, you hit me?"

"Long Haochen, this is your fate. As the Scion of Light, possessing such talent, your path is not your own to choose. This two-headed lizard must die. For the sake of your future, I must kill it." A deep, murderous intent flashed in the depths of Long Xingyu's eyes. He had no more patience for a disobedient pawn.

The crowds were filled with wonder; had the trailer not been guarded by imposing soldiers, some would surely have been unable to resist reaching out to grab a handful.

Daoist Qiankun smiled. Kunpeng had finally realized the situation. If he truly wanted to take Kunpeng's life, it would be effortless. By now, trapped within the dual restraints of the Laws of Qiankun and Space, Kunpeng could do nothing but resort to self-destruction.

Ouyang Yan’s expression turned grave. His final words to the group carried a hint of warning. Seeing the usually irreverent Ouyang Yan act this way showed just how wary he was of their current surroundings.

After the two monks departed, Ling Duyuan turned to Hu Lin'er. "You wanted to see what a Celestial Fox bloodline looks like after transformation? This Hu Mei'er is one." As he spoke, Ling Duyuan took Hu Mei'er's delicate hand.

By forging a blood pool in the main world and utilizing the rapid-cultivation methods of the Blood Scripture, Chen Zheng could acquire a legion of elite soldiers versed in martial arts.

At that moment, Luo Chen’s face turned ashen, his eyes devoid of any luster, as if he were a walking corpse.

Seeing this, a flicker of surprise crossed Hongjun’s eyes. The sudden appearance of a corpse beast at the peak of the Creation Realm had allowed Styx to emerge as a dark horse. As for whether this was truly Styx’s trump card, Hongjun did not believe it; given Styx’s personality, he would never reveal his hand so easily. That was not his style.

Expanding his divine sense to sweep across the coast of the East Sea, he found that the human race was unharmed and felt relieved. On second thought, if the waters of the Heavenly River had flooded the East Sea coast, Suiren and the others would certainly have summoned him. Furthermore, if such a catastrophe had occurred, most of the Primordial World would have been destroyed, and the Heavenly Dao would never have permitted it.

As Ling Duyuan left the depths of the underworld, an entity residing in the deepest reaches of the Nine Netherworlds opened its eyes, sensing something. A sweep of its divine consciousness across the entire underworld immediately set the ghosts wailing, forcing the ghost officials to suppress and pacify them accordingly.

With these two tough obstacles gone, the low-combat-power villagers served as perfect practice targets for the Pig Bandit group.

"It's a gravity field, and its influence is even greater than it was a hundred years ago!" A pale yellow light instantly engulfed Matthews and the others. Matthews, however, remained unfazed; a burst of white light erupted from his body, rippling like water, instantly neutralizing the effects of the gravity field.

To be honest, Consort Li was deep-scheming and meticulous, yet she had failed to account for such a turn of events. As an Immortal-rank powerhouse, she was shocked to be sent flying by a single strike. In her momentary daze, she fired cold light from both hands, clawing toward Wu Jie’s throat.

The Black River Plain, the largest plain in Thunderlight City, was vast and expansive. A rough estimate suggested it could accommodate at least a hundred million players for leveling.

Suddenly, its body radiated a faint silvery glow. The "Prison Demon" seemed to have shed its previous weakness, showing a clear intent to crush the momentum Wu Jie had built through his consecutive victories.

The taxi stopped at the entrance of the Art Academy. I looked around; there weren't many students. Yaoyao and the others stood by the roadside, watching us, holding a gray shirt. Xiong Shuai and Xia Xue were standing to the side, seemingly still arguing.

Hearing Roy ask this, Stier, Lanca, and Ron all looked at Xiao Yu with great curiosity.