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Gentle breezes blew softly, and clouds gathered and dissipated, again and again. Atop the nine-tiered pagoda, countless miles of territory lay beneath one's feet, offering a panoramic view of the entire realm.

Wang Chu began to think it was fortunate to be riding a bone dragon. Had it been a dragon of flesh and blood, he reckoned those two hundred thousand and more troops would look like mere ants in his eyes, easily crushed with a single step.

Dai Xiuyuan marched his troops to the northern side of the enemy camp, yet did not press the attack. Instead, he ordered hundreds of soldiers to unload the firewood and oil they carried half a mile away from the Later Jin's gunpowder piles, setting ablaze a massive fire right out in the open wilderness.

Mo Mo closed her eyes, her body trembling uncontrollably. The sea of flowers shook along with her, completely exposing her hiding place.

Zhu Linwei was familiar with the precise world maps of later eras, so he had drawn one for the navy. On that map, whether it was North and South America, the Indian Peninsula, or even the polar regions, everything was detailed far beyond the maps of this era.

Even though she had already guessed it long ago, hearing him admit it in person still inevitably stirred a ripple of... heartbeat within her.

Anyway, every time his Highness the Prince started something, it was never anything good. Two years ago, he caused the demise of the crown prince and brought down a bunch of imperial princes; once in the military camp, he made the enemy tremble with fear, turning weak-kneed just hearing the name of the Kite King.

Yet Craftsman Liu also knew that people earning such vast amounts of wealth did so by risking their lives. Once a soldier, one had to go forth and slay the enemy at any moment; if one were unlucky on a certain day and got hacked down by a blade upon the battlefield, all that wealth would be useless anyway. Of what use would it be then?

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Meng Tao arrived precisely at the Second Prison of Dongjiang Province in the western suburbs. Lawyer Wang, who had been waiting there for a long time, helped Meng Tao complete the visitation procedures, and under the guidance of a prison guard, Meng Tao entered the prison.

However, by now, Wu Hao's heavenly tribulation was less than a day away; where would he find the time to trifle with these assassins?

"What? This... is this true? You're actually this powerful, and you just killed them like that, causing the Zhang family to fall apart?" Zhou Badao said, his voice rising an octave in extreme shock.

Since they would all be divided and absorbed anyway, wouldn't it be better to follow and stay with the man who was their own? Besides, they weren't just playing around; at the very least, they were going to accept Liu Hao's training.

Nasini's attack was exceptionally fierce, making Xu Zhe feel as though shadows of fists filled his vision everywhere.

Therefore, everyone present listened in a daze, unable to utter a single word. Zhou Shigang and his grandson were even more speechless. Could it be that the handsome youth before them was not human? Was he an immortal?

"Haha, Denait, I told you long ago, you can't escape!" Wang Biao roared with laughter as he chased forward with all his might. At the crucial moment, Victorite made her move, completely stripping Denait, the God of Light, of any hope of escape.

Had he been alive, he would not have acted thus, but the problem was that he was already dead and on the verge of vanishing. Having finally waited for someone capable of receiving his legacy, it would be an absolute pity if he were to perish right here.

"Right! Frank is right. We are second after all; with the first gone, we are the team with the highest probability of becoming number one!" someone said with glowing eyes, supporting Frank's view.

Zhou Badao closed his eyes to rest behind and said nothing, leaving Lin Feng with no choice but to look at the scenery outside.

Next, Xu Zhe successively tested the power and duration of the Nether Slash Overlap, the Nether Slash Shear, and the Nether Slash Needle. The results all showed improvements, which made Xu Zhe burst into laughter.

Baitianbai's plan could be described as watertight! Not only did it consider the safety and planning of every single location, but it even accounted for the local customs and practices in meticulous detail.

"Got it, got it," Alice waved her hand with a smile and followed Shaffel toward the parking lot.

All living creatures fell into silence for a moment. If they had known, most likely a certain world would have been involved and participated in the discussions among the sixteen large-scale worlds, rather than appearing here.

As Li Chen descended, that chilling sensation also grew increasingly intense. At that moment, Li Chen was surprised to discover that upon the stone wall at the bottom of the water pool, wisps of white light were actually blooming forth.

"Tang Yan, this is the information on the powerful figures of the Lin family. Once you finish dealing with these matters, we will give you the Li family's resources," Xun Shan said, handing over the materials she had compiled over the past two days to Tang Yan.

The two walked hand in hand. Ying Han shi followed her into the house, first picking up the shoes she had kicked off haphazardly in the foyer one by one and neatly storing them in the shoe cabinet. Only then did he walk inside.

After all, without finding the main altar of the Blood Shadow Pavilion, one could not approach the Master of the Blood Shadow Pavilion, and obtaining the antidote would be completely out of the question.

I put down my chopsticks, rolled up my loose sleeves, and stared without reservation as the man walked over from the kitchen with an air of refined elegance. He was wearing a khaki apron with zero sense of discord; truly, a handsome man could walk a runway show even wearing a rag.

"No need, this single soul ring is enough!" Tang Yan felt an intensely powerful force emanating from this deep red soul ring and spoke.

"Me? Shouldn't you guys be looking for President Lee regarding your matters?" Alice looked at Kim Heechul's inherently enthusiastic face and inexplicably felt a pang of fear, leaning further back into her seat.

Everyone thought Wang Weihong was striking while the iron was hot, but when they picked it up to look, the call was from Li Rong.

Just as the smile formed, a cold shout broke from the barbarian's throat. With a sudden tremor of his body, his sturdy and terrifying muscles began to swell frantically at an extreme speed in that very moment. The chains bound to his body were directly shattered by this formidable strength.

Xu Yang was breaking out in cold sweat. Since this matter had been decided, it needed to be finalized quickly. It wasn't that he feared long nights and many dreams, but rather that he feared his fierce and formidable mother even more.

The Demon God proclaimed that the teachers, in order to prevent demonic beasts from causing chaos and endangering the students in the competition, had voluntarily set up a perimeter guard. Many people believed this narrative. However, Feng Lingxue and the few others knew the Demon God was talking nonsense. The disappearance of the teachers was unquestionably related to the Demon God.

After the Yin-Yang Formula reached the eighth tier, it was the same; the magical power obtained from the Heart-Consuming Ancestral Demon no longer increased within Zhen Fei's body. Ever since breaking through the seventh tier of the Yin-Yang Formula, Zhen Fei's cultivation had remained stagnant.

Sun Hainxian let out a cold snort. "A person like you, besides studying island nation's bed-war warfare films, what else can you possibly watch?"

Thus, everything could now be explained! The reason he was not generating energy after being enhanced by the system was simply because he lacked the talent skill for cultivation and could not generate energy.

Bali Bali drew the heavy saber from his waist and slowly pointed it forward. Compared to the thick, heavy broadswords commonly used by most barbarians, this saber was much narrower and longer. Evidently, Bali Bali was not a reckless brute who relied solely on raw force.

This was clearly Caesar's masterpiece. For the Greenwood Elves, nothing could incite their anger more than this. And anger had always been one of the emotions most likely to cause people to make mistakes.