Chapter 63: Beauty's Blade

On a massive volcano, three frail figures were toiling upward. Upon closer inspection, it would be seen that the three figures were jointly carrying a large wooden board, on which sat a youth surrounded by a pile of stones.

Elder Hua would not go so far as to ask Jiang Haisheng if he had offended Uss; that would be far too obvious. If he wanted to find out, he would have to inquire on his own.

He had also returned to Beijing once, around summer vacation. Ruirui had wanted to create an opportunity for us to meet, but Xu Yi had stopped her. Xu Yi did not always come looking for me either, but whenever the thought crossed his mind, he would invite me out for a meal.

At that moment, many gazes instantly converged upon the Master of Black Wind Stronghold and the Master of Purgatory Stronghold.

Shui Youxuan was equally delighted and eagerly began to explain his most proficient medical acupuncture techniques. As Shui Youxuan spoke, Zhang Hao would occasionally interject, often hitting the nail on the head and clarifying the points that Shui Youxuan could not comprehend, which left Shui Youxuan quite astonished.

"Hey, Leopard, your reaction is a bit too exaggerated, isn't it? It's just a free meal; is there any need to be so excited? Besides, whether you can even win is still questionable." Gu Jian asked with a puzzled expression.

Chen Shi was also extremely busy with all kinds of commercial performances, endless schedules, and preparing to release his new album in the second half of the year.

Meanwhile, the ground was shattering and being swallowed up, as if the soil falling in was engulfed by the deep blue light.

The old man directed the Heaven-Shattering Sword to dodge, but it was struck by two arrows nonetheless, and the Heaven-Shattering Sword shrank once more to just over a hundred zhang.

As for the black-robed Chu Feng destroyed beneath the heavenly tribulation just moments ago, he was merely an illusion condensed by Chu Feng using the art of One Qi Transforms Three Purities.

"Having said so much, the truth is simply that you have no confidence in us, that is all. However, once we capture Ye Qianyou, I believe you will surely take back those words you just uttered." Wei Zichun countered dismissively. Gone was the bitter helplessness of a shattered conspiracy; it was replaced by an aura of formidable confidence.

Yet the divine and demon races on the Mainland of Kyushu seemed somewhat overwhelmingly powerful, actually boasting divine sovereigns and demon sovereigns at the Venerable Platform realm! Viewed in this light, the divine and demon races had likewise learned of the existence of the Primordial Venerable Corpse, but how could the human race ever allow the gods and demons to lay their hands on it?

These seven individuals looked to be in their early twenties, dressed in classical long robes with giant swords strapped to their backs. Upon entering the shop, they casually found seats and sat down.

"Rest assured, the opposing party will definitely not take any action during the next contention phase, trust me," Zhen Shifeng replied indifferently.

"Yet my disguise technique still failed to escape Brother Feng's eyes; I am truly ashamed," Wei Liqiu sighed inwardly, though his eyes remained filled with confidence and pride, as if no difficulty or setback could ever break his unwavering resolve. This was precisely one of the reasons why Zhen Shifeng admired him so immensely.

"Could this monkey be hungry too, and gone back to eat? Or is it tempted by my fruit?" Long Yang wondered, finishing the very last bite of fruit in his hand.

Wary of Jiang Jiaye's half-step Spiritual Enlightenment sword intent, Jiang Ziye never delivered a fatal blow after gaining the upper hand.

Sure enough, the air opposite the mushroom shimmered, and space tore open a black rift from which a figure stepped out.

With a crisp creak, Zhang Yuanhui, seated steadily atop his warhorse, could not help but change his expression. That sweeping downward slash from his vantage point had exhausted his every ounce of strength; neither ordinary generals nor martial practitioners could withstand such a fierce and commanding blow.

Perhaps waiting for companions here, hearing the chubby middle-aged man say this, the others also cast their gazes over.

"Even the way you speak is identical to his, and you still say there's nothing between you?" Cen Ran smiled. She first flipped through her contacts list, and upon seeing the name stored inside was Yun Xiu, she visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

Flicker walked over with a smile, wondering what the white tiger would think if it could understand Orange's words. It would surely be grief-stricken to the core, tears of crystal sorrowing in its tiger eyes, regretting ever being sealed away by me.

"Li Nai, would you like to come over to my room and sit for a while?" Seeing that Li Nai had finally calmed down, Liu Haocheng hurriedly led her to what he believed was the safest place.

"Alliance Master, what should we do now? Shall we sit and wait for them to siege the city, or go out to grind levels as usual? Right now, the brothers are all waiting for your command!" Sitting Alone on a Long Street Listening to the Wind asked with a smile.

Possessing the Kamui Sharingan, whenever he was attacked, he could transport his own body into the Kamui dimension at any moment, rendering himself completely intangible to others.

Power—for the very first time, he witnessed this most direct manifestation of power, a transcendent power that left him intoxicated and driven to pursue it, a power far closer to his grasp than the unreachable might of Amu.

Meeting the gazes of the crowd, Xiao Ruo'an felt extremely awkward, but as she greeted those around her, her eyes inadvertently caught the lingering reluctance and resentment in Liang Siqi's eyes.

The reason for saying this was simply because Richard's right foot, stepping forward, had plunged deeply into the rock layer beneath him, and such an impact was far from pleasant.

Jun Yixi flounced away in a huff, leaving behind Liu Yihua with an utterly reluctant expression, while Qingshui and the maidservants hurriedly stepped in to clean up the teacup Jun Yixi had knocked over.

"Whatever you want to do, or plan to do, is entirely your own business. Do not drag me into it; I have no idle time to play along with your nonsense."

Could it be that famous living Yama of the Lou family, known as the walking frozen Antarctica, who is also on exceptionally close terms with Gu Ange's fiance, Lou Xi?

Lin Han never spoke of the twists and turns, trials and tribulations he endured along the way, but Ming Luo could easily imagine them.