Volume One, Chapter 44: Cosmic Energy

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All of a sudden, Liu Yibin, who had been lying down and intending to take out the Red Hou mask from his spatial ring to play with, sat upright. The delighted expression on his face changed. Then, unable to believe it, he once again sensed the spatial ring containing the Red Hou mask. He could feel that there were plenty of items inside, yet the Red Hou mask was nowhere to be found.

After the curtain of light dissipated into the heavens and earth, everyone on the beach remained silent for a long while. Their reverence for the immortals grew even stronger. After some time, Xia Tian raised the two objects in his hands high.

Eva hurriedly brought a cup of mineral water to Su Yue’s lips. Then she paused and blinked. With irresistible charm, she lifted Su Yue’s head—by then so weak that he had not the slightest strength left—and rested it against her chest, feeding him with tender gentleness.

As long as Shaolin could become the state religion of Great Qin, then after a number of years, it would fear no sect whatsoever—not even the imperial court.

Lin Yu had just graduated from university when an accident brought him to a completely different world, where he became a foolish young master.

Huang Yi was the young man who had spoken earlier. In the first event, the hundred-meter sprint, he had placed second among this group with a score of ninety-five, only three points behind Qin Ye. His strength was likewise formidable.

They had been training under Gao Feng for two weeks already and naturally understood how terrifying training in the gravity chamber could be.

In his previous life, Su Yue had been able to slay the Ghost King and completely suppress the Ghost Realm, one of the Three Realms, because he possessed unrivaled combat power and the supreme fortune of an Immortal Emperor.

“This is utterly outrageous! Do they even have any regard for me, the director? We captured those people, and they release them whenever they please!” Wu Benchang stood with his hands behind his back, his face dark with anger.

A day had passed since Habi had taken office as chairman of the Supreme Council. Danny, the senior legislator and the new political leader appointed by the parliamentary faction, was at home studying how to deal with the Empire faction’s sudden rise when the magic crystal communicator beside him suddenly clicked. A holographic figure sprang out of it.

“Auntie, let me go talk to him. It’ll be fine.” Bai Ruozhu took Ji Ling’s hand and spoke.

Bai Ruozhu ignored them and continued walking forward. She still wanted to see the results of the mounted archery competition.

The wound on her head was in exactly the same place. She instinctively covered it, only to find her hand drenched in blood. Before she could cry out, a sharp pain struck her mind, as though a vast amount of information had surged into it. When she came to her senses, her gaze had cleared, but it now carried a trace of melancholy.

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Chen Mo looked the man up and down. He had originally paid him no attention, but when the man asked that question, Chen Mo brought up his data. At a glance, he was secretly astonished.

Who said he did not care about Sihai Bugui? If Qiqi’s imperial father met with misfortune, how could she ever smile again?

Lin Zhaolong had been in Vietnam for more than a month. At present, the Vietnamese army was largely stationed around Champa and Prey Nokor, yet numbered only a little over ten thousand—far from enough to fill even two divisions, let alone the newly established Second Army.

She had been entrusted with such a sincere heart. If she dared deceive him, then one day she would pay the price for her willfulness.

But was what the child said true? Had longing for his mother caused him to hallucinate, or was Ruozhu truly still alive?

“I thought about it and said without hesitation, ‘Oh, right—the famous tourist and industrial city in northeastern Italy. Venice, the Water City, is quite nice.’”

“That is a Bloodline Limit, an extremely rare chakra nature. I can only use the Water and Earth natures.” Yamato.

After this troop of soldiers boldly ventured near the mass grave to investigate, they became certain that the area seemed to have returned to its former peace. Finding the matter highly unusual, the commanding officer reported it to the King of Tianzhu that very night.

Wei Renjie appeared to be no more than thirty-some years old and wore a dark blue Taoist robe. After being berated and rebuked by Bai Mingde, he was deeply troubled. In particular, he had absolutely no confidence that he could defeat the Fangtian Painted Halberd in Bai Mingde’s hands.

The Crown Prince felt his feet go weak and his head swim. Before he could react, his feet once again landed firmly on the ground. When he opened his eyes, he found himself in a magnificent bedchamber. Where else could it be but the residence of the Queen of the Kingdom of Wuji?

At the same time as the two clusters of golden light arrived, Zhang Ye transformed into a string of afterimages and plunged into the sea with a thunderous roar.

Answering the radiance of the divine statue was a human dressed in an ornate robe. Standing before the statue, he enjoyed the offerings and worship of the common people from on high, like the deity’s substitute in the mortal world.

Hu Yujiao flashed outside the Hall of Five Thunders, only to land at the entrance of the main hall of the Wuying Daoist Arena. Xiong Kuohai, Wu Zhiwei, and He Jiayi followed Li Xu toward the archway at the mountain gate. Behind them were the six hundred men under Yuan Dezhong, now returning to their original posts and taking up their assigned positions.

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After speaking with Huang Hai, Su You turned to Ling Mohan beside him. Although he did not yet know whether a conflict or danger would arise later, if something unexpected happened, having her by his side would allow Su You to protect her as well.

Li Feng could only find another way. In the future, if he took a few clever people with him whenever he went out, he would not be deceived again.

The Ling family had already prepared a funeral for Ling Qian. Gu Huan had awakened a few days earlier, only to faint again from the shock. Ling Jiutian’s hair had turned completely white, while several deep wrinkles had appeared plainly across Ling Yuguo’s square face.

“Who do you think you’re talking to?” Matoi Yuki’s voice came muffled from inside her clothes.

Xu Changsheng was so powerful, and so easygoing, that he actually intended to use both kindness and authority to bring such a person into the service of the clan.

“What a joke. I have no grudge against you, either from the past or from recent days. On what grounds did you kidnap my people without saying a word?”

Only the charge of murdering his own wife and children could persuade the Athenian assembly to approve his exile.

If the mountains were high and the emperor far away, and one amused oneself in private, there would be no problem—just as the King of Chu had declared himself king during the Spring and Autumn period, with no one paying much attention. But once it appeared on the international stage, it would no longer work. The central states of the land, led by Jin, would simply call you the Son of Chu. And what could you do about it?

Sanhuaxiashi’s body trembled slightly. She swallowed and wore an expression of wanting to speak, yet hesitating.

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