Volume 1, Chapter 33: Sisters Team Up Against the Wicked Woman!

Alas, the thought was beautiful, but reality was cruel. Facing such arrogant provocation from Zhu Jiuyin, the Heavenly Dao remained completely unmoved. The Sea of Blood stayed as it was, with countless blood lotuses carpeting its surface, while Patriarch Minghe made great strides in his cultivation by borrowing the power of the laws emitted by the Heavenly Dao.

The final lone army broke through the boundaries set by the heavens, refusing to become the predestined loser.

It seemed that Yue Changsheng’s words had dealt such a heavy blow to Daoist Liuyun that it began to affect his ability to control his magical artifacts.

Before Xiao Wen could speak, the man’s mouth curled into a sneer of disdain, and he turned to walk away.

Although the days of suffering four losses in five games were agonizing, the Cleveland Cavaliers had now weathered the storm, believing they could reclaim their own advantage.

Once Fuxi finished speaking, the Sui Ren clan let out a long sigh, as did the rest of the human leadership present. They all understood Fuxi’s words, yet they felt no confidence in their hearts about facing Zhu Jiuyin. Nevertheless, compelled by the situation, they had to act; otherwise, everything would truly spiral out of control.

When Taishang Laojun and Yuanshi Tianzun arrived together, Sect Leader Tongtian felt a sense of relief. In truth, he was deeply worried about the same thing—that after destroying the demon race, Zhu Jiuyin might be seized by a wild impulse and turn on him. If that happened, what would he have left to fight with?

Luo Yunkai looked deeply at Qian Fu, who met his gaze frankly, appearing entirely at ease.

Heavens! The lip movements for "Duan" and "Qin" were completely different! Duan Lang stiffened on the spot. Was Xiong Ba really going to choose the Qin Jiao he detested most?

Since he could not manipulate Guang Chengzi, Dipankara decided to cast him as the villain, forcing him to play the part to sharpen the conflict between him and the immortals of the Chan Sect. That Dipankara could devise such a strategy in an instant showed just how dark and terrifying his scheming was.

Li Erlong had originally intended to go shopping with Wang Xuelan. Since it was rare for him to be out with his beloved, he naturally wanted to spend as much time with her as possible.

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For ulterior motives, Sun Buxi reduced investment in YouTube, leading to a series of consequences.

On the other side, Zhang Xiu had just led his troops out of the south gate of Nanzheng City when he encountered Zhao Yun galloping toward them.

This move alone made Brother Li’s eyes light up. Too busy to offer praise, he stared wide-eyed like a country bumpkin who had never seen the world.

"Truth does not become clearer through debate" was something someone would say before going home to roast sweet potatoes. Yet, just as God laughs when humans think, humans must continue to think. Life and the universe might not change due to debate, but our debates about them would continue.

This secret shocked Zheng Chen to his core. In this sense, everyone in the Three Desolation County was a descendant of the demon race; it was just that over the years, the demonic power in the residents’ bodies had faded and transformed into the power of the Three Desolations.

Although Mother Liu was stingy and mean-spirited, she still possessed a sense of shame. She felt disgraced by Mother Zhang’s actions, fearing for her family’s reputation and wondering how she would ever hold her head high in the village again.

"Brother Li, what are we going to do now?" After Luo Qingyue left, Wang Zong and Liu Ze looked around at the passing cultivators with fear and trepidation, asking anxiously.

Moreover, since Shaoli now had children, the grandfather had transferred his love for Shaoli onto these two little ones. It was no exaggeration to say that the grandfather could not bear to be away from them for even a day, which was why he kept dragging his feet and refusing to return to Great Chu.

This was the true inner thought of the traitor. The more Liu Guangzheng acted this way, the more the traitor felt he could not let down Liu Guangzheng’s regard for him, and thus he felt he could not allow Liu Guangzheng to go off and seek revenge on his behalf.

Just then, the fifty or sixty men from the three-sided formation emerged. They surrounded Guan Heping from all directions, including the tops of the shipping containers. A dozen or so iron-sand guns were pointed at Chai Hua, the Chess Saint, and Old Guan in the center.

Did this guy really have the spare time to set up a scheme just to mess with his head? And he even had his thugs reveal their signature weapons—was he afraid people wouldn't know, so he had to engrave his brand on the murder weapon?

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Following this, the white-robed youth gave the Overlord no chance to catch his breath, risking a heavy blow from the Overlord to destroy the final third of the space-time vortex.

Watching Gao Jun look crestfallen and full of regret, Hong Xia felt a surge of inexplicable joy and vindication.

The wood had loosened with age; the paint had peeled away, and the boards had warped over time due to thermal expansion, contraction, and dampness. A screwdriver easily pried open a wide gap, and the lock tongue was pulled straight out.

This scene was witnessed by Bing Yan, who had come looking for him. She covered her mouth, her eyes filled with despair. She did not step out, but instead turned and left.

"You don't know a damn thing. Do you know who our commander is? Do you know what the people of Nanjing call him? The Tiger Commander of Nanjing. Listen to that—what a reputation! You should burn incense for the good fortune of being able to fight alongside my commander," Old Pao boasted with pride.

However, they were horrified to discover that they could not escape the mountain stronghold at all; the entire place was shrouded in a formation.

Of course, before that, you would first be suppressed by a plain, unremarkable iron sword, forced to wait for all sorts of flying swords to arrive, and then defeated once more through targeted tactics.

Ye Meng shouted in his heart. The fragments of the Great Dao were forming various imprints within the World Dao, each one incredibly powerful and corresponding to the source of the Great Dao.