Volume 1, Chapter 58: A Monstrous Lie & Collapse

Indeed, over these years within the World of Heavenly Dao, he had consistently searched in secret for the whereabouts of the Nether Immortal, yet had only turned up useless fragments of information. This dark beast-immortal concealed himself with such uncanny secrecy that he remained utterly elusive, completely impossible to track down.

Among them were healing potions that could be injected to restore bodily functions, stimulants that offered similar effects but came with side effects, agents designed to boost resistance, and even poisoned needles. In short, these items could be strapped directly to their hands, and their facial attire included an additional bird-beak hood.

As for why Explorer 1 had plunged headfirst into the river, it was presumably because Explorer 2 had shoved it down upon being teleported out.

However, with the need to pursue the few individuals ahead, the presence of pursuers closing in from behind, and the illusory, ethereal nature of this crystal world—which might well conceal hidden restrictions—Xia Liu did not dare to act rashly or lightly.

These were his principles, and these were his choices; no one could force him to alter them, nor could anyone compel him to love what he loathed.

The Myriad Phenomenon Divine Chart was an ancient and formidable sacred artifact, its power enveloping the Holy City at all times.

Lin Zhiyong gave an affirmative reply, followed his elder brother out of the guest room, and gently locked the door behind him with a backhand before the pair walked toward the kitchen.

Even Lin Zhixiao, who always prided himself on his good temper, found his heart growing impatient with the questioning, feeling that Dongfang Menghui was as long-winded as his own mother.

Jingrong accompanied her in reading the letter. Upon reading the opening paragraphs, she felt that this Leng Xi still possessed a modicum of self-awareness and knew when to advance or retreat, but upon reaching the final sentence, her complexion instantly changed color.

This was Lori’s most habitual method. Although she was passionate about assassination, she harbored no fondness for thievery.

The scent emanating from both of them was exceedingly pleasant; even after perspiring, they retained a fresh aroma.

"Hmph, seeking your own doom." An emperor-realm supreme being watched this scene from afar and let out a cold snort. The surrounding crowd all turned to look at him, then collectively drew in a sharp breath of cold air and turned away.

Naturally, the drawing of lots would still largely determine the final outcome. Whoever managed to draw the weakest opponent among the final four would essentially secure an advance ticket to the finals.

By now, everyone understood precisely who Master Sergeant Fitness was targeting. The remaining squad members silently took a few steps back and continued to watch from the sidelines.

Liu Ruoyi intended to sell this album not merely in the mainland, but across all three regions on both sides of the strait as well. The path Sister Ying could walk, Liu Ruoyi believed Sister Han could traverse just as well.

"Me?" Zhao Ruichen was dumbfounded. I came along just to help Section Chief Feng stir up trouble, alright? You're telling *me* to do the work?

Yes, you never snatched my microphone, but at which event was it not you who did all the talking? You left her with practically no room to chime in.

Aside from lingering footprints, slight depressions and friction marks left by kneeling knees, and tents scattered and overturned by external forces, nothing else was discovered.

Lin Yang was immersed in the joy of possessing power, reveling in the sensation of his entire body surging with strength as a bottleneck quietly and imperceptibly descended upon him.

Throughout the entire afternoon and even into the night, countless college students and shut-ins became hopelessly addicted to this bewitching game of Werewolf, skipping classes, staying up late, and holing up in front of their computers with nowhere else to go.

Trailing closely behind the giant blade, Lin Wei rushed forward, unleashing the Tyrant Emperor Fist while feeling a flicker of astonishment at the formidable power of his own Demonic Blade Slash.

"Yes, this place has already been sealed off. A protective barrier has formed around the amusement park, creating an invisible pane of glass that isolates us from the outside world!" Having spoken, Xincheng squatted down to examine the object.

Just as he was still pondering how to broach the subject, A Fu turned toward him and offered a faint smile.

"Mom, I'm going to Hangzhou! Our whole family can go to Hangzhou!" Xiao Qu announced.

"Are you alright? Is that okay? Why aren't you speaking?" Lin Yurong struggled to move her fingers beneath the quilt.

Presumably, the leader of the lobster-man rebels had already learned of Liu Zong's arrival and was currently waiting for them by his own pool.

His temperament was indeed somewhat cold and aloof, particularly after waking up from his "remodeling," yet it fell short of the extent rumored in the streets.

Her broad shoulders pressed directly against her stomach, cutting off her breath so abruptly that even a shriek was shattered before it could leave her lips.

"Gu Xinjian, and Gu Tuxian—the two of you, we saw through your treacherous designs long ago, and sure enough, here we are." Wang Dong activated a certain secret art, and instantly, lightning surged like an ocean within the massive web, submerging Gu Xinjian and the impostor "Gu Tuxian."

All factions demanded that the Luan Gu Forbidden Zone release those desolate slaves and lift the shackles of ultimate faith assimilation imposed on the brainwashed subjects in the God Realm.

"Let's move on to the next universe and remodel the Child of Heavenly Dao once again." Long Xiangtian knew full well what Teacher Wu Wu intended to do.

Geng Jingzhong's eyes flickered, his expression recovering a fraction of its composure. After frowning in deep thought for several minutes, he finally nodded and bowed in submission.

Moreover, the Changes of the Freedom Flower within the Non-Dragon Heart Method currently being comprehended by Hong Lingisha had already provided Gu Chensha with a wealth of inspiration, ensuring that his cultivation would inevitably advance further in the future.

Everyone watched clearly as the Monument of the Primordial Ancestor emitted a mist that pulverized and absorbed the Heavenly Emperor's talisman.

The origin of the Nine Profound Universe expanded to its absolute limit, beginning to swell and devour in all directions. First, a surge of power descended upon the universes of the five candidate protagonists.

Suddenly, the void began to tremble. At the very instant Xiao Zhan felt a surge of alarm, the divine ship left behind by Xiao Mei materialized.

Seeing this abrupt assassination, the surrounding players inwardly wondered if the thief had water in his brain. With so many elite players from the Hegemony Guild standing nearby, a mere thief dared to single-handedly assassinate the Demonic Bow Emperor Shitian? Did he think he was someone special? Loshen Piaoxue, perhaps?

Once Yanzhou was breached, the Khitans would undoubtedly seize the opportunity to squeeze the Great Song. If the imperial court responded with a hardline stance, the Khitanti would most likely seek a breakthrough point elsewhere. Whether it was the Three Passes of Hebei or Yanmen Pass on the eastern side of the Yellow River, these were the core locations of the court's defense, and any attempt to conquer them might well result in broken teeth.

Pang De's eyes burned with fury and murderous intent, yet on the surface, he was forced to wear a smile, feigning a kindly and amiable demeanor as he questioned him.

Upon returning, he discovered that Yin Chen had vanished. After inquiring around, he learned that Yin Chen had run into the city, which led to the situation at the beginning.

Yet Tang Yun truly had no desire to inquire into such matters. Being a youth of not even sixteen years of age, he was neither so gossipy nor all that well-versed in matters of romance.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were originally one entity, and these ancestral spirits were naturally no different. The ancestral spirit Zhu Jiuyin hurriedly forced the time around the ancestral spirit Di Jiang to decelerate... Meanwhile, lightning flashed and thunder rolled around Qiongqi, whipped up by violent winds and rain. With Qiongqi momentarily caught off guard and unable to divide his attention, the ancestral spirit Di Jiang narrowly escaped Qiongqi's gravity domain.

I sat there feeling like a thief, somewhat restless and uneasy. As I waited for Jiya, my emotions grew slightly complicated.