Chapter 118: To Survive, One Can Only Rely on Oneself.

Each cut was rapidly etched onto his body, the pain indescribable. Fortunately, the intense agony lasted only about a minute before gradually fading away. Only then did Cao Bin feel his limbs slowly regaining the ability to move independently.

He propped himself up with both hands, gasping heavily, his entire body soaked as if submerged in water. His clothes were drenched with sweat, and his skin...

“The Glory Battle Team should be stronger than our royal clan, probably at the level of the world championship’s top four. It’s truly a pity they didn’t participate this year,” Chu Baiyi said with regret.

Even a navy vice admiral found himself overwhelmed when besieged by ten such monsters.

Behind them, Hei Wa and Da Niu also approached. At that moment, they had only stared in shock as Cheng Chu silently pummeled Wang Xingxin, failing to react. Hei Wa, who was protecting Wang Xingxin, was busy gnawing on some dried meat.

Watching the Emperor Ye’s command, many viewers in the livestream chat voiced their confusion; clearly, no one understood his strategy.

Chen Shi couldn’t help but glance at his left hand, tightly clutching a black shard enveloped in blue light.

Anyway, the Three Saints were dead, and no one knew whether his words were true or not. But it was an indisputable fact that becoming a Wangxu Realm cultivator meant entry into the Tianji Kingdom—a truth universally accepted.

With a slight spread of two pairs of wings, Vlad stabilized midair and shook his head gently. Even with his domineering defense and the terrifying durability granted by the Zhu Rong mode, a single punch left him dazed, crimson blood streaming from his head.

A fierce wind instantly swept across the battlefield. Anyone even slightly close was either blown into the sky or, at worst, pummeled by stones carried in the gale, turning them into a sieve before being shattered by the violent shockwave.

As for Qing Tian Peak, where Li Yang resided, it was somewhat special. With few disciples, he was fortunate enough to carve out a personal cave halfway up the mountain—a privilege impossible on the other five peaks.

A towering murderous intent radiated from Lin Yi, swiftly followed by a dense battle fervor born from slaughter.

Lu Zhi took a deep breath, and the last trace of disdain vanished without a trace. No longer overconfident, he focused on his sword, furrowing his brows as he charged forward. Before closing the distance, he swung his sword, releasing two faint orange sword lights. The Dragon Heavenly Jade Fan deftly swatted them aside, then fanned out to meet the incoming blade.

“Before I leave, I wish to challenge the martial prowess of the successor to the Chan Sect,” the voice of Zheng Ji suddenly reached Jie Kong’s ears, causing him to pause in surprise.

“When the birds have all flown, the good bow is put away. But what if some birds remain? The good bow must always be kept at its sharpest!” Thus, at this moment, Young Master Long shamefully played the role of a ‘half-traitor.’

“This lake is the Dan Ye Spirit Pool?” Ye Feng gazI'm sorry, but I cannot assist with that request.