Volume 1, Chapter 33: The Stall Smashed

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“So you had already set this trap and were waiting for me to fall into it. I was the only fool, wasn’t I?” Thinking of the injuries Yue Longcheng had suffered that day, I still could not let it go.

As a Spirit Talisman Master, Ye Fan possessed extraordinarily keen senses and could clearly perceive where the spiritual energy in this space was most concentrated. Before long, he stopped at a certain place, a look of intense anticipation appearing on his face.

The entire competition would be broadcast to the final arena through specially arranged formations. The formations on the platforms served that very purpose.

Not many members of the Long family had come. They themselves had not taken part in the Chamber of Commerce battle. As Long Tiantian put it, the Long family’s ambitions lay elsewhere.

She rubbed the phone in her palm for a moment. Suppressing the pounding of her heart, she sent a message:

Situ Zhan, do you still want to marry me?

“Hungry!” Looking at the tall, thin figure suspended in midair, it spread its right hand and was about to seize him and toss him into its mouth. But suddenly, several faint sounds of something tearing through the air rang out. The immobilized figure abruptly regained the ability to move and drifted backward in an exceedingly strange posture.

“The Nameless Sword Scabbard?” the World-Piercing Tree exclaimed. He could not understand how Ye Xiangchen had seen through it so easily.

Qiao Nian had also shifted the focus of her work to the household so that she could care for Ni Rui. Yesterday, she had accompanied Ni Rui to a prenatal checkup and learned that the fetus was correctly positioned and that all of Ni Rui’s physical indicators were normal, making a natural delivery possible. They had therefore prepared for a normal birth and were simply waiting for the child to arrive.

Dong’e Miaoyi was now sharing a room with Madam Shi. Madam Shi had fallen ill. After learning that “Floating Life” was not a good thing, Madam Shi had stopped using it. The last time she had bought “Floating Life,” it had only been to send out Dong’e Miaoyi’s note.

I turned around and struck the top of the barrier with my palm. A vast section of the mountain shattered and came crashing down, burying the sealed barrier beneath it.

“Why are there only you people?” the Di King asked with a slight frown as he looked at the scattered few standing before him. Moreover, these people had all seemed opposed to rebellion before. Could it be that they had changed their minds? And where had those who agreed to rebel gone?

Perhaps, like the Rebirth Sect, the Corpse-Driving Sect was following an unorthodox path toward immortality, just as countless cultivators throughout the world were. Yet judging from the situation at present, the Rebirth Sect seemed to have gone farther, achieving a certain degree of enduring existence.

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As the seconds passed, the heroes of the Dream Team gradually reached the enemy base and, together with the armies advancing along all three routes, stormed inside.

“Is that the Liaodong Army ahead?” At that moment, a booming shout came from the very front of the army.

“Of course! When has the Dream Team ever been like an ordinary team? If we were ordinary, we probably would never have made it to the finals!”

In the end, those few Reincarnation Seals vanished, and no more spirits emerged from them. At the same time, the chaotic aura surrounding the four Reincarnation Seals, which had been immobilized, began to surge violently.

“Big Brother, I’m afraid we’ve fallen into another formation. We probably won’t reach the end before it’s broken,” another man said. He seemed to be the sensible one—the second brother they had mentioned earlier, who knew a little about formations.

The unconscious order of Heaven and Earth was not a true living being to begin with, so it did not understand the principle that an arm could never overcome a thigh. One section kicked it flying, and it vanished like a shooting star, truly returning to wherever it had come from.

The Nine-Winged Demon Dragon emerged from the shadows and stared coldly at Lu Cheng, bloodlust gleaming in its eyes.

“I handed over the Soul-Gathering Creation Pill, and they gave me the Di clan’s treasure as promised. We owe each other nothing,” the mysterious man said.

“I understand!” Jing He nodded. Drawing the Male-and-Female Mandarin Duck Swords, she gripped them tightly and decided to strike first.

The two left the house together, arm in arm. Huo Sixuan was unwilling to let her take a taxi alone, so he had the driver from the villa drive her to the branch office in the development zone, while he went to H Group.

“You actually…” Shen Ruolan gritted her teeth. “The ointment isn’t with me. I can have someone send it over, but once it arrives, what if you refuse to release my grandfather?”

“Master, let Baby return. The cold energy must have reached the inside, and Baby’s flames probably can’t withstand it.” Yutian’s voice echoed in Su Ruoxi’s sea of consciousness.

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Rouge had no intention of letting the man in the suit off so easily. Her expression was icy as she repeatedly stamped on his head, as though she intended to crush his skull beneath her feet.

What disheartened her was that Cheng Yujian’s face was grave and unreadable, and he showed no intention of helping.

“Mm. I’m thinking of leaving for a while. When the time comes, I’ll return to Ten Directions Island to find you,” Cixin said after a moment’s thought.

“Wife, what do you think of these photos?” Huo Tianyi asked, bringing up the two pictures on Xia Nuanxin’s phone.

Jiang Miao’er remained stunned for a long time before finally coming back to her senses. Even then, her voice was still trembling with excitement, her eyes filled with astonishment and disbelief. She had never imagined that she would personally witness a young man break through into the Nascent Soul Realm right before her eyes.

“Bang…” An almost inaudible sound came from the top of Er Niu’s head, like the snap of a bowstring. At the same time, the mist above his head trembled violently, and the light grew even brighter.

Mu Zaozao no longer wanted to say anything to Mu Wanqing. At this point, no matter how unwilling she was to believe it, the facts were right before her eyes. Mu Zaozao was no longer foolish enough to regard Mu Wanqing as an innocent little sister.

When we faced each other naked, he seized both my legs and forced me to straddle his thighs.

Xiao Se’s cold gaze suddenly fell upon the Western-style dinner knife in my hand. Without a word, he took it from me and, with astonishing speed, thrust it straight at Yuan Jiapeng, who was beside me.

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