Chapter 25

Yuan Tiangang summoned the Gate of No Gate, and the combined assault of over three hundred monks was entirely diverted into the portal, neutralized without a sound.

Ye Shanhe drifted toward her, then lifted her hand—which had been resting on the head of the gray rabbit spirit—and placed it upon his own head. To make it easier for her to reach, he even bent his body slightly. Jinxi surmised that, much like herself, he was overwhelmed with such intense excitement and nervousness that he was at a loss for what to do.

Jiu lowered his gaze to conceal the expression in his eyes, feigning indifference as he turned and waved her away. He was unaware that his forlorn and wretched appearance had been captured by Qingyu.

"I performed a great service back then, yet the royal court not only failed to reward me but colluded with enemy states to ensure my demise. Why does the Prime Minister only speak of Jiang Cheng joining the Great Kun, while never asking why Jiang Cheng left the Great Kang?" Jiang Cheng asked calmly.

Li Shou abdicated to become the Retired Emperor, Empress Wei became Empress Dowager Wei, and Jin Su became Consort Su. Li Yuanyi’s words were aimed specifically at Jin Su, though he could not state it outright, so he used Empress Dowager Wei as a foil. Furthermore, knowing that Jin Su was the sister of Qing Gongdu’s wife, he feared Qing Gongdu might show favoritism.

The man wore a water-blue robe, and the cyan jade pendant at his waist complemented his attire perfectly. A brilliant smile graced his face, and his voice was incredibly gentle, much like a refined and elegant noble youth. He glanced toward Jin Luo; seeing her standing in the back with a grave expression, he knew she was worried for him, and in an instant, Li Yuanyi’s mood brightened.

Yuan Hua was extremely weak. "She escaped," he replied. "I was too severely wounded to hold her back." Having said this, he lapsed back into unconsciousness.

Having kept watch for three days, Erlang Shen had long wanted to flick his sleeves and leave, yet the thought of the Jade Emperor’s repeated and earnest instructions left him feeling helpless.

With one scalpel incision, then another... Qin Dandan opened the viscera. Tang Long saw it at a glance: the victim’s respiratory tract was filled with fluid and sediment. It was visible in the trachea, the bronchi, and even the lungs—clear evidence of drowning while alive.

The bizarre and terrifying hall was filled with a chilling, ghostly atmosphere. The entire palace was shrouded in black fog without a glimmer of light; it seemed that anyone who stepped inside would feel as if they had entered a cavern of eternal ice.

Lin Yongfen walked toward Liu Qian’s room, stating her intentions in a simple and clear manner as she went.

After a massive explosion, the tall man was turned into a walking human torch. He struggled desperately for a moment before collapsing to the ground, motionless.

The ultrasonic echoes above showed no signs of pits or bumps, as if a palace had grown within the underground.

Not far away, the three heroes from the League of Heroes and Zeng Renjie retreated to a distance, prepared to evade at any moment should the opponent choose to self-destruct.

Helpless, the group suppressed their anger and retreated ten miles away to watch. Similarly, everyone arriving from Xianyou Temple was restricted to the ten-mile perimeter by Feng Wudao and Feng Wujian.

Noah suspected that even if such a thing existed, he would never see it; after all, he was not Aiden, who could find fleeting romance at any time.

Zhang Nianzu listened in silence. Even Li Changgui and A-San held back their impulses, wanting to hear what Mr. Huang would say next.

Now that the procedure had begun, they were forbidden from communicating with each other while in the neighboring rooms.

Yet once it was mastered by humanity, it lost that selfless nature and became tainted by selfishness.

Within the Uchiha clan, over a dozen members, including Guyuan, had been assigned by Suzaku to the front-line forces tasked with besieging the main stronghold of Kumogakure.

"Why was it possible just a moment ago but not now? Did you temporarily obtain some kind of power from somewhere?" she asked with a stern expression.

Sang Ning and Elliott were busy feeding and blasting respectively; they were not exactly dizzy with work, but it was hardly an easy task.

In the next second, Hua Sheng’s figure vanished instantly. By the time the masked man reacted, she had already appeared behind him.

Jason sneered. Having now obtained the Sin Power capable of confronting Shazam head-on, was he really afraid of... oh?

She curled her lips slightly in a brilliant, beautiful smile. She needed to make an example of someone to properly dampen the arrogance of this Sixth Young Master Qin.

Nigel was grabbed by his back by a giant claw; he had to tuck in his wings to avoid being snagged by the Dragon Mother’s talons.

Huang You looked on from the side, his pupils dilated and his face turning pale with an unprecedented sense of fear and panic.

He was truly terrified. If he could, he would rather lie in bed for ten days or a fortnight than let Hua Sheng toss him around like that again.

As he was getting into the car, a casual glance caught sight of Wu Sibao leading men toward them.

His hunting instincts as a former predator told him that this was a price he likely could not afford to pay.

The warriors were up even earlier than him, already beginning their morning drills under the guidance of the Nord light infantry. Their self-discipline was so remarkable that Geralt could not help but sigh. Yesterday’s level-up had alleviated much of their pain, and with the help of the physician and Geralt’s healing skills, the warriors had no major physical concerns left.

They watched the five hundred Arhats, as well as the remnants such as King Huangwu and the High Priest Molo, with cold eyes, saying nothing more.

Lost in thought, Tou Shu couldn't help but look blank for a moment, then he saw Xuri looking down at him from a branch ahead.

If one looked closely, they would find that this Wheel-Turning King was merely an illusion, not his true self. His body was surrounded by light similar to that of the gods and immortals of the Immortal Feast.

Ever since he absorbed the super-pollutant source and his strength surged, the threat posed by Prometheus himself had dropped to a completely controllable level.

A cold, clear voice emerged from the mouth of the Capricorn-kin. The next moment, a wave of apocalyptic aura instantly pinned all the humans who had just crawled out and awakened to the ground.

Hearing the voice of the gang leader, dozens of gang members rushed out at once to investigate the situation, as if they had all emerged from the same place.

Regarding this, it was a normal phenomenon. The First Emperor, Ying Zheng, understood this well; he merely nodded slightly and responded indifferently.