Volume 1, Chapter 61: Was he really just explaining this?

Xu Yang did not drink the red wine, finding its taste rather strange. However, he had eaten five steaks, which was quite enough to fill him up.

With such bizarre methods, unless one was a supreme powerhouse of the Heavenly Martial Realm or a remarkably rare youthful prodigy who had cultivated some arcane flight technique, who else could traverse the air?

This time, the demons had clearly come prepared, completely unlike the previous subjugation army training camp.

Along the Liaodong coast, the tides of the inner sea rose and fell slightly, while several grand banners fluttered in the wind across hundreds of warship decks.

The old prince had calmed down, but Shen Jin was nearly driven to madness. The events of the past decade or so made him feel as though things were slipping out of his control.

He suddenly remembered that he was the creator of Ning Yonglan's illusions; thus, the illusion-shattering barrier would certainly be ineffective against him.

The island had its own airstrip and runway, though they were rarely used and only activated in absolute emergencies.

In less than a day, Ye Huangxi caught up to the group ahead. Rather than revealing her identity, she chose to trail closely behind them.

"That kind is naturally the sort that aids in breaking through to the Imperial Realm," the old man in green robes chimed in eagerly, wearing an expression of utter disdain.

These soldiers, who had spent years drifting across the seas, knew full well that these captives were far more valuable than simply taking heads, and the military merits awarded for them were correspondingly substantial.

Just as she was dodging the giant maw, Zhuo Yue grew careless and was swept by the centipede spirit's massive tail. A fierce demonic physique and terrifying strength struck her instantly.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, the Great Wizard was ambushed by the nations of Chuling and Dongli at the foot of the mountain and has already returned to the court. In truth..." The captain of the guard hesitated for a moment.

Bai Yulin was proceeding according to standard procedures, but the sudden appearance of Li Ningyu had somewhat influenced the soldiers' willingness to speak out. Noticing this situation, Li Ningyu signaled Tie Bing with a meaningful glance, and catching the hint, Tie Bing immediately understood.

"How could I possibly forget! That was a helmet given by a descendant of Hades, a future king!" Patroclus laughed. It was indeed a fine helmet, though its silver surface was too conspicuous, so he had painted it black.

When Catamontaros returned to Volsci and conveyed Daevus's words to the Volscian League, they immediately began mobilizing the previously exiled Volscian citizens to return to their homes.

Therefore, to practice the sword without obtaining a sword manual, or to obtain the manual yet fail to reach the celestial peak—how could one speak of scaling the heights or attaining perfection?

"GPS navigation, how silly." Qiu Jingchen looked at Shang Mengqi, speechless. She had originally thought her mother was quite clever, but now it seemed she had overestimated her.

Beside them, Li Cailian bit her lips tightly, a wave of turbulence stirring in her heart at that moment. She felt a profound sense of admiration for the bizarre fellow before her; in all her years wandering the martial world, she had never encountered such a unique man.

Yet at this moment, Wen Yu, seated upon the stone chair, abruptly turned his gaze toward the direction of Lei Li and the others.

To outsiders, Shang Mengqi's smile appeared sweet, but Qiu Shaoze knew well that this was the precursor to her losing her temper.

"Stop spouting nonsense and get back to work. You must be muddled from sleep—no one can fly," Chen Jun said, feeling that such talk was terribly inappropriate in front of Yin Xian, and quickly moved to interrupt.

Today's Jiang Wenli wore a slightly washed cyan cotton robe, his hair tied in an impeccably neat knot, carrying quite a bit of Magistrate Cheng's unyielding and upright demeanor.

Compared to merely surviving, one naturally had to pursue other endeavors; otherwise, living would merely be a waste of time. Nicolas Flamel had clearly realized this, which was why he decided to bring his life to a close.

"Come on, let me see the caliber of the experts in the academy's ordinary classes." If they fought directly with a fifty-fifty chance of winning, provoking his opponent with words right from the start would give Wang Mo a slightly higher chance of victory.

Severus cast a cold glare at Harry. Recovering his wits, Harry immediately bolted into the distance, found a corner to hide in, and hastily hauled along the unconscious Draco.

Practitioners of the ancient era, regardless of their spiritual roots, would always select only a single attribute of Dharma scriptures, cultivation techniques, and secret arts to master. A method of cultivation like Gu Feng's would not only lead to ultimate failure and stagnation in cultivation, but would also drastically increase the risk of deviation and madness.

Having noted the realm of the remaining personnel, Wang Mo began surveying the surrounding terrain and indeed discovered an exceptional location, though putting it to use would require some remodeling.

The thunder spear materialized, and an enhanced lightning strike was sent as a probe toward Mengjiao. Seeing this, the purple single horn began to emit a wisp of blue-purple electric light, and the two bolts of thunder collided, shattering into scattered sparks of electricity.

His bare upper body was pierced by several silver needles, and as time passed, the number of needles on the young man's body continued to multiply.

When Gu Cangfeng returned home, it was already four o'clock in the morning. Just as before, Liu Yiran was lying asleep on his sofa, though at such a late hour, she had already drifted off.

"What kind of smithing material is it? Give me an example first, so I have some idea," the old man said, not easily deceived.

Scattering in a panic was only the primary reaction; they might even transform into malicious haters and fiercely backlash against the teams they had once adored.

Today's action had been reckless and hasty, but there was no help for it—lacking proper channels, he had no choice but to blunder forward blindly. Fortunately, his luck was not too bad; although the other party had clearly cheated him out of his money, he had still managed to obtain what he desired.

It was practically a jinx of healing. When she was told to cast a heal, she would either cast it on the monster, or only remember how to heal after Ye Qiu was already dead.

Qin Guan calculated inwardly: dropped by two grades? He was startled. Could it be that this colored lotus had previously been a supreme-grade celestial artifact? Goodness gracious, no wonder it managed to retain its true spirit uncorrupted despite being eroded by baleful Qi within the battlefield ruins.

The top laner had Teleport and was not far from the Baron pit, while the AD carry and support were constantly farming in mid lane, and the jungler's movements could be seen lingering around their own red buff under the illumination of vision.

John helplessly shrugged his shoulders without refuting. As a former high-ranking U.S. military officer, he naturally understood the causes of these wars and cared not to say much more. In any case, people in countries all around the world were already accustomed to it—whenever civil unrest broke out in any nation, they would immediately begin cursing the Americans.

The LPL Summer Split officially kicked off on May 22. The schedule was packed because the World Championship took place in October, prompting most regional leagues to begin in May.

After finishing, Liu Deling raised his head to look at Yu Yang, his eyes filled with fury and resentment. Seeing this, Yu Yang struck him directly across the head with the butt of his pistol.