Volume 1 Chapter 50: Voodoo Doll

"Voodoo, it's a voodoo doll..."
Noble Lady Min's voice suddenly sharpened, like a blade cutting through the previously tranquil air. Right after, her legs went weak, and she collapsed directly to the ground.

The two nodded and spurred their horses into battle, but this time they were mistaken. Zheng Lun didn't use his crow troops at all; he simply snorted a beam of white light from his nose, sounding like a tolling bell. Upon hearing the sound, the two lost their balance on horseback and tumbled to the ground one after another.

Surrounded by a murderous aura, Sasuke was paralyzed with fear, unable to move, and could only watch helplessly as Orochimaru approached.

Just as Kankuro was thinking this, one of Misumi Tsurugi's arms suddenly morphed like a snake, wrapping tightly around his hands.

Although the apothecary also possessed a pale golden force, his cultivation methods were not entirely the same as his. Yet, in his own words, the Great Dao of cultivation leads to the same destination by different paths; perhaps if one wished to go further, they had to rely primarily on their own personal insights.

Naruto's starry eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a mature expression far beyond his years. After finishing these words, he pushed the two bowls of ramen a little further forward.

Kankuro looked up at Naruto and said defiantly. With a flick of his fingers, the puppet's mouth clicked shut repeatedly, looking extremely terrifying.

After much deliberation, Yu Yang decided against returning to Yunzhou for the summer vacation. This was his first holiday away from home, and he intended to stay at school to review seriously... Yet, ideals and reality are always worlds apart. Despite Yu Yang's good intentions, he had fallen too far behind previously, and the pressure was overwhelming...

Just like that, a new dynamic formed within the trio. Du Feiyu and Li Mubai hawked wares in front of the street stall, while A-Bai wove right beside it. If there happened to be no customers, he would have Li Mubai watch the stall while he joined the weaving team himself.

Lü Yue's arrival was far too sudden. Master Du'e and the four celestial guardians lurking in mid-air wanted to reach out and save the army, but by then it was already too late. They could only watch helplessly as tens of thousands of troops were swallowed by the river water.

And the more Sakura Haruno and Ino Yamanaka figured it out, the stranger their gazes became when looking at Hinata Hyuga.

Had that strike landed, Anger could have stepped directly onto Ena's right leg and pinned her to the ground.

Although he knew Gu Aomei belonged to the Heavenly Team, seeing Su Feng's attitude toward him, Zhong Qianren lost all his apprehension and spoke neither servilely nor overbearingly.

Just as he was feeling puzzled, he saw someone in the distance riding a flying sword toward him. In the blink of an "eye," that purple light reached his side.

It was clear that the opponent did not seem as nervous as Poison Scorpion; instead, they regarded hunting down Su Feng as a very simple task.

A-Yin looked around in utter bewilderment. Her last memory was giving birth to her child, committing suicide, and offering her sacrifice, but for some reason, she had suddenly appeared here.

Although she currently lacked a human form and couldn't even be seen by others, worrying about this so early seemed somewhat redundant.

The silver gauntlet dissolved into starlight in the air, and the gale generated by the punch whipped up a few strands of Andrew's hair.

Leveraging the momentum, she flipped over and kicked at Anger's head, only to have it caught by Anger's other hand.

The First Elder of the Wuding Sect failed to notice the object held in the hand that Ye Xing kept behind his back.

Sang Li felt she had been very earnest; otherwise, she would have long since ditched him and run off, how could she possibly have stayed to listen to him grumble?

Ji Longjun was sent flying by a fierce elbow strike from Wu Tianbiao and crashed heavily to the ground. His chest burned with a fiery pain, as if his ribs had been cracked.

Clutching his crotch with both hands, Bai Yunshan foamed at the mouth and let out a shrill, miserable scream, then collapsed, rolled his eyes back, and fainted.

For a moment, dozens of firearms were aimed at one another in a standoff. Twisted expressions of tension hung on every face, as though the slightest disturbance would plunge both sides into an endless, fatal struggle.