Volume 1, Chapter 64: Not a Single Trace of News

If not for her, how could her father have sunk into such depravity? How could he have become hopelessly addicted to alcohol? How could his temper have turned so violent? How could he have raised his hand to strike her?

At the very front, thousands of decaying corpses stood like statues, maintaining the posture of raising a hand and stepping forward, frozen in place without the slightest movement.

"Let's fight them to the death!" Villager Ah Hu brandished the steel pitchfork in his hand, let out a roar, and charged toward the few men beside him.

No sooner had these words been spoken than Lin Haifeng immediately pulled out a communicator and dialed the exclusive channel to a secret location.

Of course, no matter what... there was no way to foresee that everything within the ancient forbidden grounds had already been exposed to the sight of everyone on Mount Daoling, meaning Baili Le was already a dead man.

Five minutes—though not long—was indeed enough at the speed of a high-tier professional to escape this vortex destined to erupt into a massive battle.

Bai whispered softly. Her hand reached out into the empty air and instantly seemed to grasp something. At the same time, her pupils flared with a red light, and her entire body became suffused with a cyan Russel-Nopert radiation glow. The person she had grabbed immediately suffered a violent electric shock and let out a miserable scream, their internal organs having been burned to charcoal by the powerful current.

At this point, he tilted his head back somewhat wearily and slowly closed his eyes. Over the past few years, leading a group of the demon clan to eke out a living in the cracks of the world, life had indeed been exceedingly difficult.

Qin Haonan had been continuously observing the stone in his hand while the ninth round of the auction had already begun. The items up for auction at this moment were precisely the six pet eggs Qin Haonan had just handed over to the auction house.

Accommodating Qian Gousheng were Dongfang Xiao and Cangyan. As for the caravan and the others, the two of them had left them behind in place. With You and Blood Wolf looking after them, no unexpected accidents should occur. Dongfang Xiao and Cangyan had come directly to Li Ergou's lair, preparing to get to the bottom of the matter.

You hesitated for a moment, but ultimately chose to trust Dongfang Xiao, pulling back the condensed life force she had gathered.

Su Dongming chuckled softly, then sighed again, "Actually, I know that you and Su Ge have some issues, and it's all because of her mother."

Yet he never bothered to correct them. Seeing their commander take such pleasure in the title "Grand Marshal," it was not long before the generals dropped even that, calling him simply "Grand Commandant." What a farce.

Waiting for the signal at the final traffic light, I glanced at the time: 4:38. Although not particularly early, it still exceeded our expectations. Because of the traffic jams all the way and the "harassment" from the large passenger bus earlier, we had thought we wouldn't make it before forty past.

"It's Nie Wanluo. It's my wife. It's my love. It's my, my darling." This was the most cheesy thing Qiao Neng had ever said, yet it was precisely the answer Nie Wanluo needed most.

In Xiao Lang's eyes, this movement appeared all the more extraordinarily beautiful. He stared almost in a daze, taking another step forward like a wooden post.

Upon hearing this, Duan Wu hurriedly lunged forward with his blade to assist Duan Er. Facing two opponents alone, Sun An showed not a shred of fear, growing even bolder the longer the fight continued.

"You're about to divorce him, why do you still care so much about what he does?" Wang Yang replied lazily, neatly organizing his desk as he spoke.

However, since Brother Monkey's objective was to hand her and the "Investiture of the Gods" over to Zhao Gongming, I had no need to interfere unnecessarily.

Xue Sanqian nodded. Without further ado, they set off toward the Qilin Nest. Xue Sanqian intended to reopen the Snow God Palace after this ordeal; after all, with his current strength, he was fully capable of protecting it and restoring the glory of the Xue family.

She did not know whether Ye Zhuosheng could hear her words, but this seemed to be the only thing she could do at the moment.

Hearing Xu Zheng's overwhelmingly arrogant opening lines, Chen Jing was both amused and helpless, glancing over at Liu Rong. Seeing Liu Rong spread his hands in a similarly helpless gesture, Chen Jing couldn't help breaking into a wry smile.

Was she afraid of death? Impossible. In order to survive past the age of twenty-five, she had been struggling all this time, yet she never expected to fall here today.

Du Yanhang turned his head to survey his surroundings. It was a completely modern European-style city. If not for the fact that everyone in this metropolis besides himself and his opponent consisted of soulless NPCs, it would truly be indistinguishable from real-world Paris.

Originally intending to teach Ye Zhuosheng a lesson and save face, he had instead been beaten up by Ye Zhuosheng in front of so many people.

This incident caused a massive commotion. Over the following days, the deeds of the Sovereign of Junye spread even further.

Against this close-range shockwave, the "Daily Planet" building remained entirely unresponsive, standing out in stark contrast to the surrounding ordinary buildings with their shattered glass.

Wu Baoshan desperately wanted to utter a scoff about playing God and putting on airs, but the terrifying aura emanating from Li Xiaoyao—one that made even his heart palpitate—prevented him from taking it lightly.

Recalling the scene earlier at the city gates, the three brothers of the Tiger Power Immortal couldn't help shrinking their necks. Damn it, this fellow was far too violent and overpowered; merely displaying his aura was enough to render the three brothers completely immobile. This was definitely something well beyond the capabilities of an ordinary human immortal.

However, those who had mastered ten techniques were exceedingly few; over the centuries, there had been only a handful. Only five of us had mastered twenty, four had mastered thirty, three had mastered fifty, and none had mastered seventy or a hundred. As for the pinnacle—all one hundred and three techniques—no one had ever been able to comprehend them.

Yuxu looked around with an expression of pure enjoyment, closing his eyes to breathe quietly. "Junior Brother," Yuqing called out to Yuxu.

At this moment, the Swordsman didn't even have the heart to do quests. He desperately wanted to return to Chang'an City immediately to see if he could buy four identical Longevity Pearls.

Simply in terms of appearance, the helicopter produced by Anderson was a whole tier higher than that of the Krupp Group.

Speaking of Ling Lingxi, Shangguan Ning's eyes were filled with heartache and guilt. Back then, undergoing test-tube fertilization, she had originally hoped to give birth to just one child, but all the implanted embryos had survived.

For a time, the space seemingly saturated with moisture condensed countless water droplets, plunging in a torrential downpour from the sky.

This scene was instantly noticed by those nearby. Seeing Feng Lin's current expression, they found it somewhat comical.