Chapter 157: The Spiritual Essence Furnace Enables Spiritual Furnace Fusion

Half an hour later, all the lives that had perished within the Dream Paradise, as well as those who had entered it, were resurrected.

As for the demons, their heritage crowns had been absorbed, so naturally they were not among the resurrected.

The only unabsorbed heritage crown, the crown of lightning, lay within Bai Haochen's Tower of Eternity, which of course was not inside the Dream Paradise.

"Brother Bai."

Du Zi'e looked at them with a shock-filled expression.

The sensation of returning from the dead was, for Du Zi'e...

Qiao Menglu looked at her, then glanced at Yu Jingyan. Seeing that he only looked at Bai Xiangxiao and completely ignored her, a sudden surge of anger rose within her.

Had Ma Teng not been the direct culprit behind the destruction of the Northern Yi, she might have considered turning the pretense into reality. Unfortunately, in this lifetime, he was destined to be her enemy. She was destined to deal him another heavy blow.

There was no one in the courtyard, but guided by a sudden intuition, I ran straight toward the courtyard in the northwest. If Ren Qiancang had received the news and was still at home, he would surely have gone to the vicinity of that well.

He gnashed his teeth, his icy eyes flickering with raging flames, as if he wanted to burn everything in front of him to ashes.

However, upon seeing the red mark on her neck, his excited heart instantly sank to the bottom of the sea. That very night, he immediately placed a call to Han Jingming, only for that scheming, unfathomable man to remark, "That was meant to get under your skin."

"How did you know He Li was pregnant?" Han Jingming asked casually, cutting his steak with elegant movements, so focused that he did not even raise his head.

The surrounding ocean flowed gently, and the sea waves constantly pounded against the sandy beach. On the island, the forests were lush and verdant. All of this scenery appeared even more extraordinarily charming under the illumination of the morning sun.

On the second day, Xu Jian and his party, who were just about to set off, were intercepted by Cao Cao's men and brought directly before the grand hall.

The heavy doors opened, and everyone filed inside. The entrance returned to tranquility once more, with only a few leaves gently swirling around, like someone struggling in agony beneath the invisible hand of fate, yet how could they ever hope to escape?

A person comes into this world alone, and when lonely, one is alone. When death comes, is one alone as well?

Under the gaze of Yuan Fan, whose mouth was slightly open, the basketball drifted softly away from Cheng Fei's three fingertips and glided across the sky.

But now Liu Dachu no longer dared to be certain, because he did not know whether those so-called experts truly possessed real capability. He could only hope that they would be able to preserve Zhao Zhenyuan's life.

Yao Yulian crawled on top of him. At first, she had not realized anything was amiss, but at that moment, she suddenly sensed Liu Dachu's abnormality and realized something had gone wrong. Yet she did not move, letting Liu Dachu shift about against her body. Yao Yulian did not release him, her hands trembling slightly.

"This really is a magnificent item. If this staff were to fall into the hands of a decent ice mage, it would definitely be able to unleash tremendous power." Even someone like Wu Song, who possessed numerous top-tier pieces of equipment, could not help letting out an exclamation of praise after gazing upon this staff.

"You really are a freak, fellow." Wu Song looked at Wang Linlin, who was lying on the ground wincing and grinning widely, and gave a very objective evaluation.

Just as the shock within Wu Song reached its absolute peak, the sharp voice of the artifact spirit suddenly echoed beside his ear.

"Where have you seen me before?" Nie Dong asked the same question he had posed earlier. Right now, Nie Dong could only ask such things; as for everything else, his thoughts were utterly tangled, and asking would yield no answers anyway.

In professional PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds tournaments, in a four-versus-four scenario, eighty percent of the time, the team that gets wiped out is the one that loses a member first.

It seemed that the previous wave had merely been a surprise raid. After one timber lizard died, the rest of its companions never appeared again.

By the seventh circle, they had no idea how many teams or how many players remained on the field, but the one thing he could be certain of was that 17shou was still among them.