Chapter 40: Every Time I Am at My Most Embarrassing, It Is Always in Front of Him!

At first, she held on, trying to ease the pain with deep breaths. But as time passed, the agony only grew more intense. Finally, unable to hold on any longer, her legs gave way, and she tumbled from the bedside onto the floor. She curled up on the cold ground, clutching her abdomen tightly, letting out groans of torment. Her mind went blank. Amidst the extreme pain, she reached out with trembling fingers to fumble for her phone.

Although they were not as powerful as the divine envoys, if these divine powers were bestowed upon the soldiers and weaponry of various nations, they could effectively help resist the monsters.

Below, the candidates participating in the assessment all looked up at the figure in the firmament, whispering among themselves.

That is because the sect guarding the entrance to the netherworld in the Qianye Continent is not our Zilin Holy Land.

The Western Desolate Skull Desert was once a prosperous human city, but due to excessive exploitation, the original oasis gradually shrank until it became an endless expanse of sand.

After summarizing the sequence of events and the outcome, she sent the message to every phone in Organization S.

You secured the gold coins, then gave Zhang Yihan a wink, signaling him to seize the opportunity, before hurrying out of the room.

The door was opened from within, and a man in tattered clothes stepped out. His movements were not those of a normal person; he walked in a strange, puppet-like fashion.

Symbiosis is not parasitism; it is a fusion with the host. The soul-sucker and the host share the consciousness equally, influencing one another.

"After all, it's a family matter. Let's go back first, shall we?" Fu Ruochen’s voice was low and doting. If Ye Nian'an hadn't answered Fu Mingyu's call, she might not have been able to withstand it.

It was not that their treatment was poor; on the contrary, it was quite decent compared to all other factions in the Immortal Realm.

The treasures auctioned at this conference were quite precious, with the event reaching one climax after another. In the end, items like the Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit-Sculpting Milk and low-grade spirit artifacts appeared. Although some cultivators failed to bid on anything, they all felt the trip was worthwhile.

"General Dan, if the enemy makes any moves, you must ensure that you can take Gaotang within a day to clear the way for the entire army." Dian Wei nodded slightly, wasting no pleasantries. Just as he had issued military orders to Yan Gang moments before, this was something that had to be done.

Shen Youyou finished speaking and headed straight for the door. Unexpectedly, Ye Zixuan reached out and blocked her path.

Qin Susu sucked out the poisoned blood, mouthful by mouthful. Looking at the mangled wound, a faint curve appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Su Momo obtained the peaceful life she had wanted, but she became even more silent and studied even harder than before.

Once everyone left, Shen Youyou finally found peace. Watching the backs of Situ Nan and the others, she recalled their conversation and smiled slightly.

As soon as the words fell, Shi Nuoyu’s stomach churned, and he couldn't help but spray a mouthful of blood. His condition was dire, yet he continued to sustain the operation of the so-called Soul-Sealing Array.

The driver didn’t know what kind of person Su Momo was, nor did he know why someone wanted to stop her, but he could sense that she was no ordinary person, and the one stopping her was even less so. He could not delay the journey for the rest of the bus, so he had no choice but to ask her to get off.

"Is that so?" Qin Susu scoffed coldly. "Since you, Your Highness, wish for me to protect you, I hope you won't use any more sleeping incense tonight." She spoke calmly, as if discussing something completely unrelated to herself.

It didn't take long to arrive. The entire shrine stood in the water, with the ten-meter-tall torii gate standing even further out.

Zhou Kui’s poised strike and the terrifying power stirring within it left the members of the Dragon God Hall in shock. Where did she learn such a formidable technique?

Oikawa Silent rubbed his forehead. While the thought alone was exhilarating, was this really something to talk about openly in a classroom?

The hunter might have been able to deceive the White Snow Tower and Wu Leiming, but he could not fool the investigators specifically assigned to this case by the Tianheng Bureau.

If they could not keep up with Oikawa Silent’s pace, this performance would lead to a disastrous result.

The first time was when Niu Fu, accompanying Dong Zhuo under the walls of Luoyang, was subdued by a single strike from Huang Zhong, a general under Yuan Xun, and pinned beneath his leg. The second time was at the Shangdong Gate, where the incendiary thunderbolts of the Yuan army's grenadiers rained fire from the sky, nearly turning him into a roasted pig.

After Qi Ming transmigrated, he retained the memories of the "original owner" and found the "Qingyun Qi-Refining Technique." However, he had no idea how to cultivate and could only follow the original owner’s memories, mimicking the process blindly.

Although the Taoist sequence of combat power is not the strongest, it is one of the most spiritual, and without a doubt, the most flashy, possessing countless methods.

Xu Changsheng was never stingy with good deeds, but when it came to getting things done, he was decisive and efficient.

When Qi Ming was still in the Profound Realm, after refining the "Origin Immortal King" into the artifact spirit of the "Heavenly Dao Treasure: Gate of Time and Space," he had already learned the "Great Origin Technique" from the "Origin."

Dan Qingsheng had been completely dazed by Mu Chen’s series of deceptions. Now, he trusted Mu Chen implicitly and regarded him as a soulmate.

The army wouldn't seal off the zoo until tomorrow morning, which meant the mysterious object that had influenced the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was likely still inside.

In the rest cabin, Liu Chen slowly walked out of the bathroom, leaving deep imprints with every step on the alloy steel floor.

The sword energy cut into the curtain of rain, becoming enveloped by it. The rainwater continuously wore down the sword energy until it was annihilated.

Three S-rank powerhouses looked over, their gazes landing on the two, a trace of mockery appearing in their expressions.

A long spear appeared in his hand, which he swung in a sweep. He wasn't seeking to kill, only to knock back the wolf pack blocking his path.

The ghost face was right, and my memory was correct. Ahead lies both the direction of the Ghost Mist’s escape and the path where the coffin ship vanished.

Gu Yan looked up helplessly, staring straight into Jiang Jingcheng’s eyes. To her surprise, she didn't see a look of inquiry, but one of concern.