Chapter 42

His high spirits were gone, and even that chilling aura had vanished; he looked nothing more than a dying mortal elder.

Feng Wuqing spoke with disdain, as if he could see straight through the soul of the Soul Controller. That gaze made the Soul Controller’s heart tremble with unease.

Zhou Chengchen scratched his head and went back upstairs to wash up. With a toothbrush still in his mouth, his phone rang; he picked it up to see it was Xiao Rou.

Chijia gripped the paper tightly with trembling hands, his eyes full of disbelief. After a cursory glance with his spiritual sense, his experience told him the prescription was authentic—it was absolutely the real deal.

"You only need to know that nothing can stump me," Mu He interrupted her. Su Baibai, who had finally been calmed down, became agitated all over again.

The shadow of the demon pestle swept forth, instantly suppressing all the experts present. With the pestle in play, all other powers lost their brilliance.

In this Endless Sea, to have waited for the first batch of reinforcements in less than two hours was truly fortunate.

"You're right, I was just too excited. I'm just afraid of losing you. If you weren't by my side, I wouldn't know how to go on living," Mu Cheng said, his head bowed as he cut his steak.

Yan Yuncheng shouted out in haste. With Uncle Nan’s cultivation at the Spirit Connection Realm, how could he possibly be a match for the Silver Moon Wolf Lord? If the two were to clash, the situation would become dire indeed.

The two arrived at the place where Medicine Elder refined pills, and upon seeing Medicine Undying, they finally understood the full story.

In the end, they all drank until they collapsed. Childhood friendship, after all, was best celebrated with such reckless abandon. Sun Yixiao and his companions were dragged away by black-armored soldiers, while Ye Yang and Ye Kong escorted Yu Liang back to the Jade Rabbit Clan’s palace before heading home together.

"Today’s events are rather suspicious. Take some men and keep a closer watch... I need to rest for a while..." The Consort did not know why, but a sudden cloudiness appeared in his inhuman eyes as he slumped heavily into his rocking chair.

Jiang Han was different; he had already claimed her soul and held absolute control over her.

"It’s still not enough. I don't think I can withstand his attacks!" Lei Doudou, well aware of the disparity, said with a pant.

Yan Yuncheng was at the end of his rope, his figure swaying unsteadily. Chu Yu wept as she supported him, preventing him from collapsing to the ground.

The Black Dragon was so furious only because that last breath had cost it at least one percent of its soul power.

Before the words had even faded, an iron-tipped arrow pierced the man’s face. "Bang!" He collapsed to the ground on cue.

Just as the scene fell into an awkward silence, a sigh echoed from the great heights above. The sound was resonant and deep, swirling through the heavens and earth, lingering long after.

With a clatter, many of the knights staggered under the impact, swaying as if they were about to fall from their horses.

Lin Xian'er had never been on the wanted list, and now that she looked so ordinary, she was even less likely to attract attention.

The Gu family began to condense formation patterns. When Su Jin stepped in with his hands behind his back, even the Sacred Peacock followed, leaving only Gu Tangyan in a state of complex, bewildered hesitation.

Time was tight, so he did not seek out Zheng Qian and the others to accompany him, choosing instead to enter the Imperial City alone.

"First, let's harvest the True Spirit Sacred Fruit." Although there were such fruits in the Chaos Tower, Yang Chengzhi would not pass up the opportunity to gather more, as they were extremely rare treasures in the Nanyuan Continent.

Furthermore, the process of soul possession was incredibly complex and involved a multitude of factors; it was certainly not something that could be achieved through mere spiritual pressure.

The crowd around them craned their necks in anticipation; many had stopped eating, waiting eagerly.

Li Mei looked up, her voice icy, her gaze piercing. I felt uncomfortable and tried to keep smiling, but my smile froze when Li Mei shouted "No." I suddenly felt that the Li Mei before me was no longer the one I knew; she had become a stranger. She was a stranger.

Nansu City was an industrial hub. With the rapid development of the national economy, it occupied a very advantageous geographical location, boasting a Grand Canal that spanned thousands of miles from north to south. Compared to Nansu, the cities to its east and west were clearly far less developed, largely due to the canal.

Coalball opened its three eyes, caught sight of Betty’s fury, and decisively abandoned its feeder’s palm. It scrambled onto the shore, hopping on its two feet to stand on the side of justice and join in the criticism.

Seeing the brutal explosion of the Blood Sand Giant Scorpion, the three ninjas sensed danger and were the first to break the Three Underworld Flame Formation. Facing the swift and violent blast, those two beasts, Jiraiya and Orochimaru, did not hesitate for a second, diving directly beneath their own summoning beasts.

After much deliberation, the Great Elder agreed to Li Chunfeng's request, but he had a condition: their Qingyou Valley must hold equal status with Feng Wuya, not a subordinate relationship, and the two sects must support each other in times of need rather than standing idly by.

"What is that youth's name?" In the palace of the Liuguang Kingdom, King Ye Jiuxiao watched Gu Chen’s display of might and asked aloud.

The moment the wooden rod appeared, it firmly captured Chen Ren’s attention. Warm, gentle, and nourishing—as his mental perception drifted around the rod, he could clearly sense the powerful energy contained within.

"Hey you, do you have a reservation?" The voice of the innkeeper came from behind. Yu Hua glanced back to see several fierce-looking men blocked at the door, glaring viciously at them.

The innkeeper vanished, and the snapping of the iron pins in the leather workshop sounded like a thunderclap, striking the workers with such terror that they broke out in a cold sweat.