Chapter 56
Unless it involves a deadly clash between protagonists, causing some conflict in abilities that even affects their own allies, it is quite difficult to kill a protagonist.
The old monk's vigilance and solemnity naturally stemmed from the problem arising on Chen Feng’s side, which caught his attention.
“Damn, what quality? It just broke apart?” Ling Zhoutian stared in disbelief at the life ring shattered into pieces, tears welling up as he lamented.
Guided by the old woman, Chen Feng sat cross-legged. Xiao Ling then positioned the mouth of the Infinite Life Vase toward Chen Feng. A gentle, radiant light slowly flowed from the vase’s opening, drifting in the air like a tangible substance before gathering and swirling above Chen Feng’s head.
“Tell me, should I die once more, or activate this newly emerged ability?” Lan Tong stared at this unprecedented function, sending out a message of inquiry.
Nan Xi never expected that after sulking with her brother and running out, she would encounter a military uprising. As gunshots rang out, her brother shielded her in his arms, and they fell to the ground together. Before she could check if he was injured, someone pressed a gun to the back of her head.
Upon reaching the opposite bank, the scenery was far from pleasant. Chen Feng tested his secret power flow—it was functioning normally, which comforted him.
He clearly missed her so much, loved her deeply, so why did every meeting end in disaster?
Chi Guiying lacked the strength to respond, then suddenly coughed up a mouthful of black blood. Yet, after vomiting blood, her breath stabilized somewhat. After a long while, regaining some vitality, Chi Guiying hurriedly sat down to begin recuperation.
Originally, he intended to find Jesse through the Azure Dragon. But even the Azure Dragon itself couldn’t locate him, so how could it assist him?
“You’re seeking death!” The hanging ghost’s interrupted movement backfired, letting out a scream as it lunged at Lei Chen. With its ghostly claws stirring the surrounding dark aura, it seemed intent on delivering a fatal blow.
There was an unspoken rule at this grand event: the stronger and higher the status, the later one would appear.
“Heh, boss, I’m confident I can match the skills behind that BMW sports car. But the Ferrari owner’s skills are truly top-tier—I’m far behind,” Nan Hu admitted candidly.
Tiger Shark glanced at Hyena in surprise. Initially, he looked down on this African mercenary, thinking him an ignorant bumpkin who only became a mercenary due to boldness and recklessness. Unexpectedly, he had decent insight and even knew of Peter the Great.
A wisp of fragrant smoke floated softly, drifting past a man’s nose. Immediately, the man supporting his chin suddenly collapsed, his head thudding heavily on the table with a loud bang—but he did not awaken.
“I think we should put the matter of the War King Sword on hold for now,” Chief Chang Huang frowned. The situation had changed too drastically and was beyond their control.
Due to prior temple propaganda, Lu You was hailed as unprecedented and unrivaled. So when everyone saw such a lineup, they were unsurprised; it seemed only natural.
Bai Li looked at the man standing before him. Though not particularly robust, the man appeared upright and steadfast in Bai Li’s eyes, like a towering mountain, firmly shielding him from behind.
The two drivers exchanged a signal and parted ways, while the Ferrari nobleman strode briskly toward Qin Yu and Liu Xuanmin.
The Dragon Martial Army, the elite of the world, remained calm in crisis. Even though Chen Wanrong was captured by the Crescent Moon cultists, and they were anxious, they did not panic. Under the fire leader’s command, they pursued from behind. However, the cultists’ constant harassment, though not seriously threatening, was irritating. After some distance, they lost track of the pursuers.
Divine envoys naturally bore their pride. While most priests believed it impossible to enter the sanctuary, some were granted permission to enter the temple.
The new military equipment left the dukes eager for more. Though no one could immediately discern what these new items would change, everything was destined to transform for their sake in the foreseeable future.
Mu Zhiyuan noticed that Que Changyun’s gaze remained fixed ahead, yet his brow was tightly furrowed. This indicated his deep concern over the Mu family’s relationship with the Duke’s residence and the emperor’s stance.
Just as he was feeling pleased, a rumbling thunderclap sounded and pea-sized raindrops began to fall. The chubby man hurriedly grabbed his wine jug and half-eaten rabbit, rushing back to the thatched hut to escape the rain. Unfortunately, the hut leaked everywhere, making it impossible to stay. Thinking quickly, he recalled an old millhouse at the far end of the cornfield, long abandoned. Why not take shelter there?
Xu Shaoze’s eyes lit up—he knew his son well. His words implied there was still hope for his second brother’s illness.
Honestly, if the Augustine family remained forever secluded in the Augustine realm, never emerging, the Seven Sin Demon Clan would not really care.
The demons lived on Isaac’s Star. They did not discuss matters in the room; after returning, they ate and slept. Upon waking, they went to the castle to seek an audience with Wang Wei, hoping he would consider a peaceful resolution to the current crisis.
Zhou Bofu sighed softly. Of course, he understood that what Cui Gongjin said—what Zhao Jingquan had said—not only deeply touched Cui Gongjin but also moved him greatly.