Chapter 48 Side Story

Just at that moment, Lin Hao suddenly felt the entire world come to a complete standstill. Yet, the old man on the jade platform slowly stood up, and radiant white light burst forth around him once more, obscuring his features just as before.

Xiao Yi began signing autographs and taking photos with the people one by one, but gradually, he noticed something was amiss. Not only did the crowd not decrease, but it was growing larger by the minute, and even more people were walking toward them from the distance.

In just a fraction of a second, a flurry of thoughts flashed through Enel Mena's mind, and an intense, overwhelming anxiety gripped his heart.

Although this power appeared immensely formidable in the eyes of the feather, before the young man, such strength was no different from an ant—or even less than that.

The mantis-like blade-limbs before them differed from those of Earth's mantises; they lacked serrated edges, presenting only razor-sharp blades that gleamed with a cold, cyan light, though whether they carried venom remained unknown.

From the very beginning, Lingshuzi's sole plan had been to flee. He understood all too well that the enemy was simply too powerful, and holding out to the bitter end would still mean certain death.

At half-past ten in the evening, Senior Brother returned to the garden and informed me that the matter had been resolved. At the same time, he motioned for me to hurry inside, pack my belongings, and prepare to leave for Xiangshuitan.

Looking at the shopping cart that had been packed to the brim in less than a minute, Chen Xingyun could not help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

Because I had previously told Master my home address, he had left this information in the letter for Senior Brother; otherwise, Senior Brother would never have been able to find me.

In truth, I was also quite curious: out of so many people in the world, why did Uncle Yi choose me as his disciple?

The moment this demonic god appeared, the atmosphere in the arena shifted abruptly. The air was thick with a murderous intent, and one could even faintly hear the battle cries of countless vengeful ghosts.

As for you people in the special forces, I believe there are those who know how to use computers, but they are definitely few and far between. More than ninety percent of the soldiers probably don't even know how to properly shut one down.

Surrounding the Sky Stone Stage were dense rows of seats carved directly out of massive boulders. At this moment, a dense, tide-like flood of countless dark heads was surging into these seats. This clash between the Hong and Han families had captured the attention of the entire Tianbei City.

Suddenly, Xiao Feng spoke. Everyone knew that these words would reveal his primary point, and thus they held their breaths even more tightly, terrified of missing a single syllable.

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The cultivators were momentarily bewildered, but the young master suddenly transmitted his divine sense, condensing the information he had gathered upon entering the dimensional battlefield into a message and broadcasting it to everyone.

Yet at this moment, Su Donggua abruptly realized that the danger might be far too immense! The investment and the potential harvest were vastly disproportionate, and once they stepped inside, it seemed they could face mortal peril at any second. Having cultivated to his current realm with agonizing difficulty, he certainly could not afford a moment of rashness that would lead to eternal regret.

Regardless of circumstances, today's display of the Five-Spirited Body had thoroughly shocked them. Some among them were already plotting to step in and assist should Long Xingyu find himself in jeopardy—after all, this presented a prime opportunity to recruit such a gifted youth.

At a most critical juncture, a powerful new faction suddenly emerged from thin air. Though modest in numbers, every single member possessed formidable strength, and upon their arrival, they immediately set their sights on the fiercely ascendant Ghost Palace.

Even now, he continued to strive relentlessly toward ever-higher realms, going to any lengths to acquire the power that could make him strong.

While glancing at himself, Xia Mingling was standing right beside him. Absentmindedly, he said to Xia Mingling, "My hand is not a dog's paw either; I am holding a hand, not a dog's paw. 'Mingling,' why did you hit me? 'Master Chen,' where are we heading next? We've already obtained both items, and I'm so hungry right now."

Upon hearing this, Feng Qianyu's expression instantly turned frosty, and her gaze slowly shifted over. Realizing she had spoken out of turn, Chiba Junzi hastily shrank her neck.

Di Yu discovered that this Galar Golden Body seemed tailor-made for him, enduring nothing less than thunderous strikes and blazing fire.

Looking out across the dark red firmament, amidst a boundless expanse of earthy-yellow desert, a vast patch of verdant green suddenly caught the eye, accompanied by the gentle, melodious murmurs of flowing water—it was a rare and breathtaking oasis.

Seeing this, the others quickly followed suit, hurling countless colorful Asura Breaks toward the cluster of Snake-Skin tribe experts.

Realizing this, a trace of inevitable regret welled up within Lin Han's heart, though he could only suppress it internally, forcibly extinguishing the bidding impulse that had just flared up.

A cold, detached voice drifted out from the luxurious private box. The moment Ye Daolong, the Lord of Cangyuan Town, spoke, Lin Han within the box flashed a sharp gaze, fixing it intently on the fifth barrier of spiritual energy while furrowing his brow slightly as a flicker of anxiety crossed his mind.

"Do you know the price of the Black Mist Crocodile you ate earlier at the inn?" Fankong asked unhurriedly.

Among the three paths of alchemy, medicine, and healing, the Pill Sect prioritized alchemy above all, followed by medicine. Whether alchemist or physician, one had to understand pharmacology; yet the Dao of medicine was profound and infinitely complex, with alchemy and medicine each having their own focal points. Coupled with the limited energy of practitioners, the Pill Sect housed many specialized pharmacists.

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Yet later on, that plot of land fell under the jurisdiction of the Shen Academy, causing land prices to skyrocket. Refusing to let go of his resentment, Wu grew greedy and wanted to stir up trouble once more.

Just as she was about to step into the elevator, Ye Huian caught sight of Song Xinyue and her companions approaching from the direction of the training room.

Once He Qunyue finished his explanation, the others sighed one after another, maintaining a tacit understanding by dropping the subject entirely.

The room returned to its state prior to the roaring fire, filled with antique-style furniture. On the red-lacquered wooden sofa, Qiao Baobao's legs dangled in mid-air, swinging back and forth. Her wide eyes stared unblinkingly at the flickering television ahead, her watery gaze utterly hollow.

"I don't like using things that others have touched. From now on, use this cup whenever you brew milk tea for me," Shixian declared.

The people of the Chong family prided themselves on being the most skilled at calculation in the entire world, possessing the finest mathematical minds. Naturally, they excelled at Go as well, for Go fundamentally relied on calculation prowess.

Hearing this, Shixian waved his hand gently. The next second, a cool, refreshing breeze swept through, bringing a pleasant chill to everyone present.

The spiritual Qi within her spiritual sea was draining away piece by piece. She sensed a tiny fracture form within her nascent soul, and within mere breaths, her cultivation plummeted to the early Nascent Soul stage, teetering on the verge of dropping back down to the Foundation Establishment stage.

The initial joy on Lin Xiaoyue's face instantly cast a shadow upon hearing the name Su Luo.

Lü Bu snapped to his senses and asked, "What do you mean by that, Worthy Brother?" The others wore identical expressions of confusion.