Volume 1, Chapter 68: A Miracle Has Appeared

Summoning the leaders of the six sects for a secret council, and forbidding any word of it from leaking out? Lei Sheng had a vague feeling that this matter was not as simple as it seemed.

As she climbed the stairs, Qingmang muttered to herself that despite all his lofty and righteous words, he was simply standing up for her. However, trying to win an argument against him was truly a difficult task.

Xiong Baizhou and Sheng Yuanqing were quite experienced; the moment they heard the sound, they knew it was the heavy thud of sticks striking flesh.

Lin Cheng was somewhat curious. Although Mount Longhu could not compare to Mount Mao, it was still a sacred site of Taoism. Logically speaking, ordinary demons and ghosts would never dare to run amok there.

Looking at the chaotic and messy room, Yang Mingguang felt a complex mix of emotions. His wife had been out of the police station for several days already, yet the house still looked exactly as it did when she was away.

However, this ability to predict the past was extraordinarily powerful; it could predict not only this lifetime, but also past lives and lives even further back.

"This is a public place. I don't want to argue with you," Qingmang said with a cold and stern expression, desperately suppressing the urge to throw a punch.

"I am an orphan, raised by my adoptive father," Ye Huan said, lowering his head, not wanting Gu Santong to see the desolation in his eyes.

What? Shi Heng stared fixedly at Qingmang in a daze for a moment, until the mischievous, cunning smile at the corners of her lips could no longer be contained did he finally understand.

"Princess, Sir Lander is right. You shouldn't just leave your room like this; it's far too dangerous," Mark said in a low voice. The only reason he kept his voice down was out of fear of displeasing the princess and having a large chunk of his wages docked as a result.

The ring suddenly emitted a faint green glow. Amidst the horrified gazes of the others, the prison guard's face began to contort, his bones started to crackle and pop, and his tall Caucasian body gradually shrank. His skin turned yellowish, and his twisted features began to reshape into a familiar face.

She could discern that there was a curse hidden within the virus, yet she had no inkling that the so-called virus was, in reality, nothing less than the curse itself.

"Yiyi is so gentle, kind, and incredibly considerate. She'll make a wonderful helpmeet for you." Can-can looked excitedly at Qiaosen He.

His voice sounded utterly ruthless, yet she possessed no qualification whatsoever to alter the decisions he made. She only felt a pang of heartache and a deep sense of self-hatred—heartache for pushing someone who cared about her further and further away with her own hands, and self-hatred for every decision she had made. Yet she did not regret it, nor was she qualified to feel regret.

Everyone in the audience widened their eyes in disbelief. Previously, Lord Zhongshan's instant kill of Miguel Khan had already astounded them, but now, a damage value of eight hundred thousand left them beyond shock.

Cheng Yi and Zhang Heng exchanged glances, then charged left and right toward the massive armies of Li Jue and Guo Si, while Ma Chao continued to gallop forward.

After a brief exchange of blows, the two armies clashed in hand-to-hand combat. Zhang Liao's broadblade swept up and down with deadly precision; any Xianbei warrior who came within range was invariably cut down.

"What's the situation?" Li Yaotian's voice came so abruptly that it startled the nearby military doctor.

"You..." Ximo looked back and forth between the Empress and the Noble Consort with a trace of confusion, suddenly feeling as though she had been played.

Seeing that Lei Bu had no intention of resisting, some of the soldiers began to plead for mercy on their own. This quickly created a domino effect, and nearly thirty thousand surrendered troops cried out in unison, begging for their lives to be spared.

After just a few words, these fellows who usually put on such a dignified front before their subordinates were on the verge of coming to blows.

"Untie them," I repeated. This time, although Zhou Bingna was reluctant, she still nodded and handed the handcuff keys over to Baldy Wan.

"For the two Taoist priests to deign to visit the Yan Family Fortress is our utmost honor. We juniors are simply thrilled to welcome you," Yan Wushuang said with a chuckle, entirely avoiding any mention of the Millennium Jade Heart.

Could that object truly be so formidable? No wonder even Xumi would change color. Feel the genuine qi within his body, Xu Yuanxing sensed as though something had adhered to it—it was precisely the deadly poison of this mist ghost.

Surrounded by this faint layer of firelight radiating from his body, the group was finally able to barely make out the scenery within a radius of three zhang.

"Brother Yang, I understand your meaning. You can't be a punk your entire life; if you're going to be a punk, you've got to be one with substance." Brother Qiang lit a cigarette and nodded in agreement.

Just as I scrambled up from the ground, another five or six dark shadows lunged toward me. Having never been attacked by so many dogs before, I was utterly terrified.

"So that's how it is," Li Yangping said softly before turning around and stepping directly into the carriage.

Meanwhile, Zhao Zilong on the northern gentle slope, along with Peng Haoran, Li Tianba, and the others on the southern gentle slope, had also received the identical message and issued their combat orders.

Don't underestimate these twenty mortar cannons of the White Dragon Army; even though they merely possessed a slightly larger caliber, the difficulty of casting them had increased exponentially, making the production of such barrels vastly more challenging.

"One thousand bucks!" Xia Qingqing, who was just about to say one hundred, was abruptly interrupted by Yang Wei, who strolled over lazily accompanied by Lin Jiayi.

Shaking his still aching and dizzy head, Zhang Qing roared, "Raise your spears and ready your horses!" To his dismay, under the violent shock of the recent blast, his personal guards were scattered in all directions, and not a single one of them was able to stand up.

This time, Yan Aotian intended to strike first. While remaining secretly on guard against being stunned by that roar again, he flicked a golden flying knife forward, then employed the Phantom Doppelganger technique to rapidly close the distance, silently circulating the Cloud-Splitting Palm incantation. However, his target had already vanished.

"There really is something strange here!" Wang Hu paused in his tracks and cocked his ear to listen, but the surroundings had once again lapsed into silence.

As a mental-type mage, although he had been considered utterly useless in the early stages due to focusing solely on mental power without incorporating elemental magic, he had now reached the level of a grandmaster among mental-type mages, capable of manipulating elements of all attributes.

Yang Wei knew that while the fifth task seemed the simplest, based on his past understanding of the system, it would undoubtedly harbor hidden complexities.

A giant hand materialized out of thin air, intercepting the blood-red lightning bolt. The one who intervened was none other than the Corpse Immortal Xuankui, while the expanding shockwave had already enveloped Qin Cuan and the others.

Once Li Luodi had securely fastened his iron armor and other equipment, he instantly felt his body weigh several hundred pounds heavier, leaving faint cracks on the bluestone slabs beneath his feet with every step due to the immense pressure.

No, upon closer inspection, there was still a slight flaw: a deep scar was visible on his lower abdomen.

As for Fang Xun's arrangements, Jiang Wan remained silent, yet her footsteps showed no intention of turning back.

Today, the Laifu Inn had closed its doors early, all in anticipation of celebrating Li Luodi's triumphant success in the imperial examinations.

The Crimson Demon Vine possessed an exceptionally unique origin as a lifeform from the cosmic ocean. Its potential ceiling was extremely high, though helping it grow truly required an immeasurable amount of resources.

"As long as your demands aren't too excessive, this maid can agree to them." Her calm tone nonetheless exuded an overwhelming confidence.