Chapter 29: The Past

The young girl’s panic amused Pei Heng. "Why does the Princess look so terrified? I am hardly some rampaging beast."

As he spoke, the man raised his hand and gently pinched a strand of her hair.

"You were so lost in thought that I didn't want to disturb you."

Looking into the man's deep, expressive eyes...

He felt that the only reason he had been beaten so badly was because of Li Qiang's sneak attack. Like a starving tiger pouncing on its prey, he surged forward, his hands wreathed in a cyan aura, and struck at Li Qiang.

During a break between songs, a musician on stage remarked that he had swallowed a mouthful of sand, sparking a wave of laughter from the crowd. Large, drifting clouds played with the faint sunlight like a stage spotlight, yet they could not dampen the people's spirits.

Zhao Gao channeled his internal energy, feeling a slight warmth spread through his body as he continued to swim forward. His face, however, grew paler and paler in the biting cold of the pool.

"I wonder how Qier and Linier are faring," the Ancient Qilin Emperor sighed, his body covered in blood and radiating a blue light.

A nearly two-zhang-tall statue of the Amitabha Buddha suddenly appeared in the sky, sitting cross-legged on a golden lotus throne. Reflecting the morning sun, it shone with brilliant golden light, as if the Tathagata Buddha himself had descended from Vulture Peak to the middle of the sea.

Qiao Yijian thought of Guang Qingyun’s tragic plight and the account of Yan Chong, who claimed to be imprisoned within an oil lamp. Skeptical, he blew a breath of air toward the lamp.

At this moment, Chu Yunsheng approached the evil spirit from behind, brandishing a wooden club, while Mother Ge did her best to distract the creature.

He was not a pure martial cultivator to begin with; his close-quarters combat just now had been a calculated effort to reveal as little of his true capabilities as possible.

"Sorry, I was here first, I paid for this spot, and I have no intention of leaving," Liu Tong said, casting a disdainful glance at the two burly men.

He was using carbonadium bullets. While they lacked the hardness of vibranium or adamantium, they were more than sufficient for the task.

"Mr. Cold-Eyed Observer, what are your thoughts on being able to film the entire process of Mr. Lone Star Cold summoning the Super Divine Beast, the Fire Phoenix? As a journalist, such a scene is the stuff of dreams. Could you share some tips with us?" a peerless player of the 'Heavenly Eye' class asked, his face full of admiration.

Luo Ya stood tall in the sky, hovering effortlessly. His left hand gripped the Qianhuan, hanging at his side, and his gaze, devoid of joy or sorrow, looked down at the world below.

"Son Gohan, I look forward to working with you!" It was rare for someone to greet him first on the very first day, so Son Gohan replied with polite haste.

He entered the game early the next day as usual, but Tough Guy was already waiting. Today, Tough Guy seemed a bit strange; he was not his usual lively, cheerful self, nor did he offer his typical witty remarks.

"Are there any left? Can you spare some for me? I’ll pay you, is that not enough?" Bullseye asked with a shameless grin.

"Captain, could these Krogan be insane? How could we possibly destroy their home planet? Doesn't everyone know that without their homeworld, the Krogan would go extinct?" A crew member who knew the Krogan was filled with astonishment.

To force Spider-Man out, Doctor Octopus put on a spectacular performance, portraying an arrogant yet somewhat adorably dim-witted character with uncanny realism.

Time seemed to slow down at that moment, and the atmosphere in the room grew heavy. Even the breathing of those present quickened. I found myself glancing at Mei Yan several times, though fortunately, her confident expression kept me from overthinking it.

Of course, these are just two broad categories; there are certainly finer subdivisions, which Li Yu will have to discover as he explores the universe in the future.