Chapter 60

Seeing Lin Tian arrive at this place, Shi Yu felt at ease, for all her subsequent actions were aimed at him.

The Demon Clan? Chiyou? He could feel the overwhelming pressure filling the sky, and a trace of worry flickered in his eyes, for the direction in which this demon army advanced was indeed toward Buzhou Immortal Mountain.

“Not exactly. You are a shadow spirit, sustained by absorbing yin energy. She is a spirit body, drawing upon the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. But essentially, you both are beings who have lost your physical form,” Song Tianji explained, understanding Xu Wanqi’s meaning.

Like the winged dragon, the flying dragon’s foreclaws were fused with its fleshy wings; once grounded, they merely supported its body as it walked, holding no real offensive power.

Years slipped by, flowers bloomed and faded; some cultivators, their lifespans spent, sat in meditation awaiting death or secluded themselves in retreat, while many fell under the tribulation of the heavens. New faces gradually appeared in the Panlong Realm.

Later, Sara told Naruto about An Lushan and her mother. This Loulan existed because, at An Lushan’s suggestion, her mother had used the power of the dragon veins and An Lushan’s technology to construct this colossal tower.

The Giant Bear King’s thick layers of fat greatly diminished the destructive force of the explosion, and the blazing, white-hot flames were blocked by the defensive field, worsening its injuries but not claiming its life outright.

Just as Gates thought his scheme was about to succeed, Lin Tian suddenly turned, seized his wrist with a swift motion, and caught him off guard.

“Since Lord Cai has no wish to intervene, why not go see the Princess yourself, Brother Gongjin, and speak your mind plainly about the proposal? Whether it succeeds or not will then be decided; it’s far better than remaining here and making wild guesses,” Zhuge Liang advised.

But as the saying goes, to catch the bandits, seize their leader first—perhaps capturing this chief would turn the tide.

“Senior, you mustn’t say that. Our Exploding Heaven Guild is renowned for cherishing talent and upholding justice, saving the people, and maintaining world peace. By forging immortal weapons for us, you are also contributing to world peace!” Xu Que declared righteously.

“He went to find Gao Yuchen as soon as he was discharged. I don’t know what he’s planning,” Qiqi said worriedly, a hint of unease between her brows. She felt that Gao Yuchen had been far too quiet lately—a calm that seemed ominous, like the silence before a storm.

He knew the Su family’s passive predicament could not be changed, nor would the Huang family leave them any room to maneuver. Yet if he did not keep calm and carefully consider a strategy now, the Su family might truly face utter ruin.

The Celestial Palace was pure white throughout, flawless as if it were a natural creation of heaven and earth—an immaculate jade palace.

After speaking, Danxia felt like banging her head against a wall. The threat was so feeble as to be laughable, and as expected, the man’s gentle laughter seemed to linger in the air.

Seeing her mother’s expression, Li Xin’s face changed slightly. She bit her lip and took two steps back, knowing that whenever her mother became violent, nothing good would follow.

“Lin Yening, take one more step and I won’t be polite,” Fifth Master said, dragging me backward until we nearly pressed against the café’s entrance. I heard the click of a bullet being chambered.

Yet carrying out the plan was as arduous as ascending to heaven itself. How to extricate the people? Staring at the map, I dared not even imagine such a feat and instead looked to General White Dragon.

Next, Pei Feng discussed matters with Sun Changle and the others for more than ten minutes, then, before nine o’clock, boarded a car bound for J.

Gale winds, torrential rain, lightning, thunder, a level-one-hundred earthquake, a level-two-hundred typhoon, the explosion of nuclear weapons annihilating the earth.

Qin Hao gave a low shout, summoned his strength, and, despite the resistance weighing upon him, shot forward like a swordfish, cutting through every obstacle as he plunged toward the abyssal depths.

The legend of one man standing against a hundred now seemed a mere joke. No one would actually do such a thing; instead, people merely watched for amusement.

At the outset, when Lin Jianzheng became county magistrate of Qing County, he was already a star official in all of Dongling Province—the youngest magistrate in the province. Yet it seemed that the somewhat underachieving Ling Zhengdao always overshadowed him.

“Zhang Lang, what are you touching me for? I don’t have any weird fetishes!” Suddenly, Zhang Xiao inexplicably cursed from ahead.

Yet Qin Hao, relying on his sheer physical might, was savage and fierce, direct and brutal, like a furious primordial beast, making them even more terrified.

Zhang Fan was thrown backward by this powerful force, crashing heavily against the barrier, blood spilling from his lips—seriously injured.

What puzzled Li Hanshui was that though his right hand was pinned to the Destiny Sword, his left, striking the sword, remained completely unaffected.

Ming Dangyang, as if by accident, dodged me, handed the fire-gun to Yan Shimin, who in turn passed it to Han Yue, making her grit her teeth in anger.

He was a young man, dressed in black, appearing no more than twenty-something, but his eyes held unfathomable ancient sorrow, as if they spanned eternity.

At this moment, Moxika and the others were just preparing to depart. Liu Linglong ran to the shore, said something to Moxika, who looked over from afar. I waved at Moxika, who nodded in response, and then I saw Liu Linglong board the bamboo raft.

How could he survive? The cultivators of Flame Sun Mountain might be able to save him, but by the time help arrived, he would surely be beyond salvation.

In such a difficult moment, for this man to speak such warm words made Liu Yinghua’s heart feel comforted. She knew she’d made the right choice—this was a man worth devoting a lifetime to.

The Nether White Tiger did not pursue the matter further, for it had only asked out of idle curiosity. If Luffy said there was nothing, then there truly was nothing.

Ignoring her scornful sarcasm, Yue Qi hurriedly asked if any valuable clues had been found on them.

He made her feel like a stranger—so unfamiliar that even their first meeting had not inspired such a feeling.

End.