Chapter 148: Zhu Lin's Injection and the Beacon Fire Controversy

Literary Master 1978: Time to Teach the Literary World a Lesson The most cunning Bermuda grass 1775 words 2026-04-10 09:40:35

Not only did a terrifying surge of true essence instantly shoot into the sky, but accompanied by the crisp sound of a long saber being drawn from its scabbard, a massive wind wall composed of terrifying true essence and spiritual energy abruptly materialized to shield Cheng Qiang and the others.

Amidst a deafening roar, the muzzle of the gun bloomed with black flames, and a bullet traced a black trajectory through the air before striking Neo Kai. However, instead of splashing blood, the bullet erupted into a cluster of black flames.

Whenever she thought about how Ryono could manipulate human age at will, Zhou Luo could not help but regret offending this mysterious young man, yet unfortunately, there was no medicine for regret to be bought in this world.

At this moment, the fatty and the others were already prepared, leaving only him. Looking at his pathetic weapons and equipment, Ye Fei felt an urge to cry without tears. When he had time, he would make the fatty log into his main account and acquire some P-point weapons and equipment first.

A figure wore a long black robe with finely serrated edges at the hem. He was exceptionally tall, and his hair was black unlike the others around him, yet tinged with a bright orange-yellow rather than a brilliant yellow. He wielded a black blade that was neither double-edged like a sword nor thick and heavy like a saber.

"Such dazzling pretense-radiance," Ryono muttered, narrowing his eyes. He had no idea what this light actually was, but he praised it nonetheless with a sense of awe for its unknown grandeur.

The two sides stood only a few steps apart, yet those few steps formed an impassable chasm, cruelly dividing them into two entirely different worlds.

"Unclear... We were completely caught up in the battle and didn't really notice how those experts appeared..." Xiao Wanqing smiled slightly.

"Qingcheng, you don't need to argue..." Shen Qingcheng's eldest aunt gave her no chance to speak at all, cutting her off with a sharp reprimand.

He could not help casting his gaze toward a massive mountain a hundred miles away. In that mountain stood an old banyan tree, and from one of its branches, a single leaf detached and fluttered down. This leaf was identical to the previous one.

Meeting the wooden kite once more, it appeared exceptionally vibrant, its sharp eyes always concealing a meaning difficult for her to fathom.

Nalan Rongruo trusted his capability and sent men to search the vicinity. Upon returning, they all reported that there was virtually no one there, not even a bird or beast in sight.

Amidst a series of rumbling explosions, the destructive sovereign might of the Hell realm flooded the entire sky of Hell like an ocean. Under that overwhelming pressure, every single being within the supreme realm of Hell dropped to their knees.

Setting aside his connections with Liu and Liu, and leaving aside how the chief executive Xu Huiqing stepped in to shield him because he generated massive tax revenues—disregarding all of that, just the benefits he had delivered to the municipal public security bureau over the past few days and the goodwill he had cultivated were more than enough to smooth this matter over.

Now, both at the county and municipal levels, the boss had practically swept away all obstacles. In at most half a year's time, the deployment would be completed, and by the second half of next year, he would likely make his move into the provincial capital.

Kid was deeply frustrated when his attempt to force Li Wei into an error resulted in getting nutmegged instead.

niu Xinhua told niu Xinfeng to throw away his gun before coming over because the idiotic younger brother was running toward them gripping a double-barreled shotgun in a manner that was far too easily misunderstood. He was terrified someone might genuinely misinterpret the gesture and blow his brother's brains out.

Faced with Rem's reply, Su Mu could only feel inwardly speechless, though he kept these thoughts strictly to himself without voicing them aloud.

Working two days a week while still receiving eighty percent of a full-time contract salary—such a company probably existed nowhere else in the world! Although working overtime on weekends paid double, that came with the prerequisite that you had also worked Monday through Friday to begin with.

The problem was that the intelligent beings of the old world all worshipped five major pantheons: the Sun, the Earth Veins, the Ocean, the Sky, and the Soul.

However, the tremendous gunshot instantly sparked a commotion throughout the silent city. Because the surrounding environment was wide open, the zombies lingering in a daze had no way of knowing where the gunshot had originated from.

Huo Guang did not even ask for essential tools, requesting only some clay. In Jin Judong's eyes, what seemed like an impossible feat was accomplished right under his nose: Huo Guang, accompanied by just a single guard, produced all the movable type characters required for printing.

"The prophet hasn't agreed to you yet, has she?" Very few people in the caravan knew Lilia's name. After all, prophets were inherently mysterious figures among ordinary people; someone might interact with them for a long time without ever learning their real name, knowing them at most by a code name, or even remaining oblivious to that.

"Alright, Uncle Liu, since he invited you to eat together, you might as well join," Shen Yue could not help chiming in. "Outside, I call the shots, but when there are no outsiders around, he makes the decisions."

No matter how loudly they shouted, those footsteps seemed to echo directly inside their minds, and every single person heard them with absolute clarity.

This side appeared much safer, as they did not encounter a single attack right up until reaching the gates of the ancient city.

A deafening crash reverberated across the entire area, leaving a crater in the ground as stone fragments scattered, dust filled the air, and blood stained the earth.

Tie Niu had already stepped forward and hoisted him up by the scruff of his neck. Brandishing him with a single hand, he strode toward the staircase. He was about to execute Lu Zheng's command and throw Chu Mo outside.