Volume 1, Chapter 35: Short is the Spring Night

Such defiant figures against heaven were not uncommon in ancient times, yet every realm—each so-called world spoken of by people—always had a finite cycle. Moreover, they had just witnessed with their own eyes the pitiful sight of two personal guards, battered to half their lives, being carried away. With such a grim precedent, no one dared to show any undue boldness.

A flash of steel, and Shui Yunji’s head was severed. The nearest grand commander inhaled sharply, and in an instant, Shui Yunji was reduced to a skeleton before turning to ashes. Zhang Fatty, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, clenched the mirror in one hand, his face twisted with ferocity upon Yang Tao’s reminder.

Apart from the upcoming auction at the Spirit Treasure Pavilion, Chu Tian had no other matters pressing on him, so he devoted all his energy to cultivating the art of forging mystical instruments.

Suddenly, spectators noticed a peculiar feature of the Fate Manipulation Divine Wild Arena—the legend was true: it could suppress one’s realm, seemingly at random.

The third valley master, Mu Zhongxin, lounged lazily on a soft divan, toying with a wine cup. Having just sipped his drink, he heard Liu Qingtian’s report.

They were deeply worried; if not for Luo Hao’s accidental discovery of this secret, they would never have considered this angle. Should war break out again, Tianyuan would suffer tremendous losses.

Seeing Wang Zhishan again, Ouyang Jing smiled, ignoring the strange look in her eyes.

He intended to show Yang Tao through action that his existence was not something ordinary elixirs could influence.

The entire Yang family fortress must be as luxurious as a European royal family’s ancestral home, adorned with priceless antiques and artworks—a testament to the family’s profound heritage and a display of strength to visiting allies, thus solidifying their alliance.

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Xie Tian, Luo Quan, Liu Yu, and Baixiaotong were the ones who actively requested to join Gu Yi’s investigation; Gu Yi did not oppose and agreed.

Zheng Peng had to admit that neither of them could compare to Tian Feng’s culinary skills. After all, Tian Feng was so skilled that he could turn a simple dish of “stir-fried tomato and egg” into a gourmet delicacy, something ordinary chefs could hardly achieve.

After playing this game for over three months, I was only a level 35 swordsman and hadn’t even obtained the ultimate weapon, the Saint’s Sword. Truly unfortunate.

Although Liu Deyan had always thought the Jiuyo Army was too poor to afford a full set of yellow garments, resorting to making just a single sleeve to save fabric.

“Yes.” Zhang Wuji paused briefly, then nodded. Lin Yue’s actions had long been public knowledge, and combined with his report, Zhang Zhuofan naturally discerned the underlying meaning.

The remaining items were 42 golden diamonds ranging from 35 to 60 carats, with the largest diamond weighing only 60 carats.

You Ruo was tightly entwined by tentacles, nearly suffocating. A vague figure kept surfacing in her mind, causing her immense pain. The golden scale pendant around her neck emitted an unusually strong glow.

The younger generation of the Ye family did not truly understand the terror that was Ye Qingyang, which was one reason they dared to act so boldly! Now that Ye Qingyang clearly intended to make an example, Ye Zhengxiong breathed a sigh of relief.

After dodging multiple assaults from Li Mubai, Luo Hao had already locked onto his opponent’s aura with his spiritual power. His true qi surged like a tidal wave, smashing apart the incoming sword qi in an instant.

Fortunately, Dian Feng’s true essence was not very strong—only some impact force—so he was not seriously injured. After all, Dian Feng’s cultivation was shallow, and his true essence could not compare to those two masters at the Five Elements Third Heaven level.

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“This!” Dian Feng hesitated, unwilling to believe it was a coincidence. What on earth did this skull mean?

Meizi Yan gazed up at the azure sky and let out a long breath. For now, she should be able to keep up the deception. If Mu Cheng’s information was correct, he could have exposed her outright without needing her to create any paintings as proof.

Seeing these people behaving unreasonably, a cold smile involuntarily appeared in my heart. I was too weary to waste words with these retailers and instead turned to Li Zheng standing beside me.

But I truly could not understand why Master Wangmeng was here today. Could it be that he already knew?

Really? Her mother was better? Recovered? How could that be? Yuan Xiaoyun felt a strange turmoil within.

He intended to hide his identity completely, and when he re-emerged, he would adopt a new name, a new origin story, and become an imperial immortal of the Origin Realm.

My soul consciousness, lingering outside, rushed to the stairway and saw chaos below. The waitstaff under Xu Qiaoqiao had already clashed with the old monster’s men. Flickering lights emanated from the private room.

Even in the fleeting moment of combat, he could sense that Luo Yusheng had, like him, activated that realm. The opponent’s strength did not discourage him; instead, it fueled his fighting spirit.

No one had ascended to godhood for over a hundred thousand years, yet recently several had. Clearly, the entire cosmic order had sensed the immense threat brought by the emergence of the Evil God and thus had altered itself accordingly.