Volume 1, Chapter 56: Suspecting the Heavens Were Playing with Him

Moreover, the Profound Meaning of Despair that Han Lang displayed at this moment far surpassed his Profound Meaning of Death in terms of depth, filling his heart with intense panic.

Now was hardly the time to stand on dignity; Ma Xinli dropped straight to his knees, kowtowing continuously to Zhang Chengsen.

Feeling Xu Daha's severity, Xu Mu'e involuntarily shrunk her neck, cast a somewhat fearful glance at Xu Daha, and then admitted her fault, saying, "Father, I know I was wrong." With that, she obediently lowered her head.

Most of the bandits from the Azure Sky Stronghold possessed no special skills. After descending the mountain, only a few paired up to engage in trade, yet their livelihood remained bleak. Left with no other choice, they all joined the Eight Banners army. Lu Qian had not yet received any formal title, but keeping firmly in mind that he was the master of a stronghold, he was unwilling to receive the same treatment as his underlings beneath him, thinking to himself that even if he were to become an official, his bottom line was to at least reach the rank of Grand Marshal.

Back then, a punk had also cornered him in an alley and demanded he sever his own arm, but as it turned out, he obtained a superpower system through a twist of fate.

Chu Anlin shook her head and said, "No... no, I have already given my word to another. If you truly wish me well, stop opposing the Ming Dynasty and causing the common people of the world to suffer such devastation." In her heart, she still ultimately regarded Meng Anying as her true husband.

This time, Mu Yi'an had burned her vital life essence to forcibly use a secret technique, elevating her strength to the twelfth realm of the Star Pole just barely enough to blast the giant beast back.

My previous flower sprite was only halfway through being farmed. If I were to get distracted right now and the flower sprite unleashed a Rain of Arrows, I would be completely finished.

This sensation of being touched felt deeply uncomfortable, awkward, and humiliating; I genuinely wished to find a crack in the ground to crawl into and never come out again.

Ping Ruoyu led the way in front alone, and the four of them filed into the dungeon one after another. Master Ping followed closely behind, while Jiang Liezhen and Xuanshuang walked at the very rear, talking in low voices. Master Ping originally wanted to overhear what the two of them were discussing, but alas, the distance was still too great, and despite straining his ears to the utmost, he could not capture even a single word or phrase.

Of course, in order to reap the power of faith, Chen Ze was destined to act as a disruptor of the Heavenly Dao rules in this world; however, Chen Ze did not believe that saving the people on that airplane would have a significant impact on the rules of the Heavenly Dao.

Never before had they felt, as they did at this moment, that basic magic runes were so easy to comprehend, or that their minds were so crystal clear. At this time, they were all plunged into a frenzy of studying basic magic runes.

Leng Junhao's decisive rejection and Lance's refusal were spoken at the very same time. Then both fell into silence, too lazy to bother with them. He merely struggled, but his hand was still tightly gripped by Leng Junhao, and in the end, he had no choice but to give up.

Zhang Nan's words were genuinely heartfelt. Under normal circumstances, the common people of the Great Tang would certainly never get to see these things in their entire lives, and Zhang Nan did not mind letting the people of the Great Tang experience these things a little early.

This single spear strike actually split the entire Spirit Moon Mountain cleanly in half. Such a feat was likely capable of turning rivers and overturning seas without the slightest difficulty. The disciples of the Spirit Moon Palace, who had originally held a shred of hope in the Spirit Moon Ancestor, now had their hearts filled with the intent to retreat.

Just as Li Jing was harboring such thoughts in his mind, over on Yulong Mingyue's side, a dull-faced burly man suddenly transformed into a streak of yellow light and shot toward the Star-Devouring Beast.

What made everyone's hearts turn ice cold was that Mu Xiaoxuan directly dropped to a single knee before Ancestor Wuhua.

Li Jing let out a long whistle with his mouth open, but the sound was no longer the snake-like hissing, turning instead into a powerful and resonant dragon roar.

Lin Ruohao felt her scalp tingle under Xiao Fan's gaze, and upon hearing that address of "wife," she almost screamed out loud. She managed to forcibly hold it back with a stiff smile as she was dragged upstairs by Xiao Fan into her boudoir.

Seeing the newcomer, Ye Zitong also relaxed her mind, leaned back against the chair again, and looked up powerlessly at the sky. How could things have turned out like this? It was merely a simple kiss, yet it had dragged up so many complications.

The two of them fell silent for a spell, each digesting their own emotions, temporarily at a loss for words as the atmosphere grew somewhat oppressive.

Red One's gaze flickered. As a low-ranked ninja captain of the Matsudaira family, he was only able to harvest one human-grade soul pill each year.

The hearts of the excited crowd, which had just been stirred, sank heavily once more. They could see that the Rolling Blade Beast's attack had not been weakened by the fierce onslaught just now; on the contrary, it had grown even more violent.

After waiting for half a quarter of an hour with a feeling akin to a cat scratching at her heart, Li Qingmu stealthily parted a corner of the gauze curtain, biting her lip and suppressing a smile as she peeked inside.

Three years had vanished in the blink of an eye. The present peaceful life made her almost forget the past three years, as though the past pain and tribulations were nothing more than a dream. Upon waking up and pushing open the room's door, the colors of home and the sunlight poured into her eyes just like that.

He had pondered, during these long six days, he had pondered, contemplating the absolute worst-case scenario.

Li Yuanba grinned with a wide mouth; eating a pile of pulpy mush truly lacked any interest, and chewing on something with a bit of sinew and bone was what felt satisfying.

Furthermore, those three individuals actually addressed a sixteen or seventeen-year-old youth as "grandfather." What kind of unknown secrets were hidden within this?

At that time, his condition was truly poor, and within a single week, he had grown so haggard that he was no longer the high-spirited Ye Zhichen of yesteryear.

"That's right, Shimin said he also wants to recommend Celestial Master Yuan as the preceptor of our dynasty!" Dugu Qieluo added.

Ye Ling also shouted with a trace of impatience—couldn't they see that his side was currently at a critical juncture?

"I am the descendant of the Demon Emperor? Then what about you? Moreover, why is the inherited demon blade together with the demon fire?" Wu Qinghui inquired.

Unfortunately, none of the people present paid any attention to the fragrant tea; instead, they stared fixedly at the spatial rings on the fingers of Princess Dorin, Zheng Ying, and Wu Yanran.

This time, entering the snow mountains for trial training, the Bauhinia Academy authorities only permitted everyone to operate within a designated range to prevent accidents. Any incidents occurring beyond this scope would be the sole responsibility of the individuals involved, a directive the students kept firmly in mind and dared not violate.

When the tree falls the monkeys scatter, and seeing this scene, Ronglu's anger surged from the depths of his heart. However, both of his hands were held firmly by others; otherwise, he would definitely have stepped forward and kicked each of them.