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However, if Chen Mi were not proactive, Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the East Sea, would not be willing to give up, so he took the initiative to speak.

The purpose of this trip—described as "revisiting old haunts," "re-experiencing the aura of 'it'," and "severing the final attachments to it"—would certainly leave anyone else scratching their heads. Where would one even go to experience such an aura? And to what extent must one go to truly consider an attachment severed?

My spiritual body is recovering quite rapidly; although I need to continue treatment until early February for a full recovery, I could be discharged to move about freely before the Spring Festival.

Luo Nanyang and Ma Zichun were fawning over the police officer in front of them, offering kind words and begging for leniency.

Qiao Gancao quickly slipped into her state as a Security Bureau warlock, reminding me of our past cooperation amidst the fog of Mirage City.

As a result, after dinner, Zhaodi could only rub her overstuffed belly and insist on cleaning up the pots and pans.

Yu Nan looked slightly plumper; it was a subtle change that one could only notice after not seeing her for such a long time.

Yan Kuan and Gu Yu helped organize the data they had tossed over, recording their statements; the more they wrote, the darker their expressions became.

Completely oblivious to Ma Zhang’s plea for help, Feng Zhicai mercilessly voiced her own assessment.

Liu Qiqi and Prince Jin appeared at the same time. Two maidservants handed incense to them respectively, and the two of them offered it simultaneously.

Just as Lin Yu and Riven finalized the matter, a terrifying scene was unfolding in a military laboratory far away in Berkeley.

After thinking for a while, wondering if his treasure had malfunctioned, he rubbed his eyes, cleaned them thoroughly, and looked at his treasure again. It was correct; the treasure was still shining with brilliant golden light. What on earth was going on? He truly had no idea.

Li Ji had told Shen Liancheng that during the military campaigns, the Emperor trusted him so implicitly that he had entrusted the Tiger Might Seal to his care. Undoubtedly, this military order was the physical evidence that Li Ji had conspired to murder Chen Xiang and the three thousand decoys that day.

Accompanied by the attacks of the two Taixu Divine Eaters, the power of the seal did not collapse immediately, but it could not hold for even the time it takes to burn a stick of incense before the sound of shattering echoed through the void of the Immortal Wilderness.

Lin Lei found it strange; today’s demeanor did not match Yun Su’s usual personality at all. Not to mention anything else, such coy behavior was unlike her, though it did resemble Yun Zhi’s typical manner.

These few dozen riders had broken through over a dozen formations, killing countless men along the way to this point. Their blood-spattered armor and the grim masks they wore made them look fearsome, and the heavy panting of both men and horses seemed to breathe out red mist. Although they were a mere few dozen riders in a single line, their momentum completely crushed the terrified and scattered black cavalry opposite them.

Hao Meng did not want the experience points; he directly leveled Taishi Ci up to level seventeen and used the remaining remainder to bring Guan Hai up to level fourteen.

It was impossible that the grand finale was about to unfold, and Hao Meng, both the lead actor and the director, would run back to a cave to sleep, right?

Lin Lei opened the door, peeked inside to ensure no one was there, and quietly walked in, pushing open the door to Yun Su’s room.

Hao Meng’s "Mengchong Warship" drifted eastward, encountering many merchant vessels along the way. Of course, one could also occasionally see peacocks accompanied by hundreds of falcons and rocs circling the nearby mountains.

The reason sacred artifacts are sacred lies in the significance they carry. Lin Mu, Yin Moxia, and the others wanted to create a nation governed by law; this seal represented the rule of law, and therefore, a heavy responsibility.

As he was thinking this, the fat man made progress. With a few "click-clack" sounds of locking mechanisms snapping open, the lid of the massive bronze coffin finally loosened. The fat man tried pushing it, and the lid shifted to the side, revealing a gap five or six centimeters wide.

Only those who have survived the strongest heavenly tribulation and cultivated three wisps of immortal energy can truly appreciate the monstrous talent of the Eastern Emperor. At the very least, Shi Hao did not believe he possessed the strength to face a god alone yet.

Just then, the Daoyi Evil Scythe, after tracing its final eerie arc, landed on a node between Lin Mu and the original body of the Otherworld Red Emperor. The resulting shockwave instantly sent Silver Blade Zhu Wu’s body flying toward the back of Teng Xie Lang, right as the teleporting Fu Yingshi arrived, catching him in his arms.

Following that, several other young cultivators tried excitedly, but none of them were able to leave their names on the Crystal Stele.

Meanwhile, Luo Zhuoying and Gui Yongqing led their troops into successive firefights with three thousand enemy marines.

The true form of this black-robed, eerie man resembled a giant ape—tall, incredibly hideous, and most importantly, possessing a gaping, blood-red maw.

Under these circumstances, Elder Yuanxin wouldn't dare to personally move against Ye Chen, even if he were given ten times the courage.

Conquest is a collision of flesh and blood. The sprawling flames of war scorched and ravaged the land, their destructive power undiminished by the passage of time.

That terrifying aura, surpassing all imagination, began to permeate the air. All the top cultivators in the Sand Demon Cavern were filled with horror; they all retreated, not daring to step forward again.

Deep within the innermost reaches of the Imperial Heaven of Pilgrimage, a jade seal was interwoven with divine thoughts. A vast and obscure power seemed capable of mobilizing the power of all planes belonging to the Imperial Heaven of Pilgrimage.

The shop owner was very sincere, so Lin Peng and Yang Fan didn't say much more; they exchanged a few polite words and left.

"No! I've been awake for a long time! I couldn't sleep when I realized you weren't there." Seeing Guo Nianfei return, Ling Xue'er pressed her cheek against his chest, feeling his body warmth.