Chapter 37

The Peacock Prince let out a cold sneer. Having reached the late stage of the True God realm, he had killed many of his peers, let alone Celestial Gods, so he certainly didn't fear this ant who hadn't even reached the Great Emperor realm.

Duan Lang’s triumph was bound to become someone else’s misfortune. When there are many people suffering from misfortune, it bodes ill for the one currently enjoying success—in competition, there are no permanent winners, only temporary ones.

Their telepathic exchange had to be cut short. Ahead, that squad of spirit cultivators had come within thirty yards of Lin Yi.

Health: 340. Recovers 5 health points per second on the strategic map; active recovery is not permitted during combat. Magic or potions may be used for restoration.

The valley was vast, containing two springs and a mountain stream. Even if an army of fifty thousand were training there daily, it would not feel crowded. The only path into the valley was a mountain fissure no wider than three yards. If enough provisions were stockpiled within, even an army of ten thousand laying siege would be futile.

The Beast God Mountain Range had become the hottest topic in the Chinese gaming region over the past few days—the absolute hottest, bar none. People had even begun to forget about the "Arrow God," who had gone missing once again.

Mu Xiaotian condensed a thread of thunderous Dao intent, a fusion of Mysterious Gold Heavenly Thunder and Yi Wood Divine Thunder, into his right hand. He forged it into a restriction and drove it into Xu Li’s primordial spirit. He believed that even a Supreme expert would find this restriction difficult to undo, making it sufficient to ensure Xu Li would never betray him.

Having said this, he ignored the stunned guards and walked toward the mansion, accompanied by the ever-silent Li Ye.

By this time, Qin Xiaotian had mastered the Yin-Yang technique to perfection; it was no less formidable than his Five Poisons Divine Fire. Coupled with the two other treasures in his possession, he had yet to meet a true match in the Three Realms, and he would not allow himself to capsize in this gutter.

Rong Hua opened her eyes and looked over. Rong Jing, elegant and refined as jade and bamboo, stood by the doorway with a smile in his eyes, his white robes spotless and pure.

She should have summoned stronger experts from the Void God realm. Watching Yan Luo approach, his body radiating a fierce and malevolent aura, she felt a chill run through her heart.

If Ning Wanxi were to see this scene, she would likely turn and walk away in a fury rather than question Lu Xuan about anything.

The next day, it was the same old story. Her stomach still ached, but there was no bleeding, and her water hadn't broken.

Then, the spear and the sword were thrust into the ground simultaneously. Han Xin looked at the weapons, then looked toward whatever lay behind the clouds.

If she hadn't guessed wrong, that old hag Yu was Jiang Haitang’s grandmother, the woman who had tossed her into the moat all those years ago.

However, the Ghost Underworld was no longer imposing; his clothes were in tatters, he was covered in blood, and he had suffered multiple grievous wounds that bled incessantly. Chen Hao and the two great demon beasts landed beside him, their eyes devoid of the slightest trace of pity.

Gao Jie was in exactly this state, his hand suspended in mid-air, suddenly at a complete loss for what to do.

"By the way, you are his brother, surnamed Bai, right? It is a pleasure to meet you for the first time, hehe!" Wan Qian said, smiling and nodding with a graceful bow. Bai Shuang felt the world spinning, his heart aching unbearably.

"Senior Brother, what did you say? You want to break off our engagement?" Bai Le-guang’s face turned deathly pale, and he let out a sharp, shrill cry.

"Snap, crack, pop!" Cheng Yu climbed out of bed and stretched, a series of bone-cracking sounds emanating from his body. This sensation made him feel much lighter.

As he spoke, he glanced at the large, obese man sitting to the side. The fat man was wearing a completely fawning expression and hurriedly offered him a smile.

"That is exactly the point. We are now backed into a corner and can only wait, hoping that their strength is not too overwhelming. As long as there are no more than five innate-level experts, we still have a chance to escape!" Higgins said.

At the end of the day, Song Ri’s demise was largely due to his energy being completely depleted by the energy level transition, which allowed me to exploit his weakness and finish him off.

When the Nine-Sword Immortal saw Blood Butcher, a cold sneer played on his lips. However, he showed no sign of surprise, clearly having anticipated this all along.

Although the vast majority of the invitations sent by the Huaxia Dragon Group were to prestigious sects, there were a few exceptions. One of them was the Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect, who was invited due to his ranking among the top ten experts of the righteous path in Huaxia.

The Madison Square Garden arena was filled with cheers; Xu Feng’s performance at the critical moment had whipped them into a frenzy. Anthony was undoubtedly the happiest; as the team’s most promising superstar, the more help he had, the less of a pipe dream reaching the playoffs or even the finals became.

The fans’ worries were not without reason. Not only them, but Xu Feng’s teammates on the sidelines were starting to break into a cold sweat for him. However, Adams, sitting in his seat, was actually quite pleased; if he could be the one to send Xu Feng packing in the first round, that would be quite nice.

His brows furrowed instinctively as his mind raced, constantly trying to recall anyone who gave off the same feeling as those three mysterious figures in black robes. But no matter how hard he tried to remember, he could not think of anyone whose presence matched theirs.

Every year, they had to engage in a life-or-death battle, almost like a desperate struggle for survival. No one expected, however, that they would encounter each other during the qualifiers this year.

I was very surprised to hear him speak and hurriedly scanned my surroundings, terrified that those ghosts might pounce on us. Unexpectedly, those ghosts seemed to perceive nothing, not even reacting when they passed between us. Only then did I realize that wearing the mask did not hinder our ability to talk here.

After returning to the area occupied by their Red Eagle Division, Shi Zhuo immediately reported this unusual situation to his father, Shi Yuntian.

The Type VI Mana Dissolver was an improved version based on the No. 3 Mana Inhibitor. It absorbed the advantages of the No. 2 Mana Inhibitor and the Type IV Mana Releaser, incorporating improvements based on its own unique properties. It was the latest model of mana-based weaponry and was highly effective.

In this situation, Xu Sanduo knew that if he continued to face Ye Lin, he would surely die! But Xu Sanduo was cunning and treacherous after all; knowing that he had no hope of escape in a direct confrontation, he turned his gaze toward the Evil-Slaying Array set up in the central courtyard.