Chapter 132: A Major Order! The Restaurant Takes on the Wedding Banquet!

Because the technique manifests its effect on the air, once it is activated, the air in the area enters a state of false vacuum.

Xiao Yu clicked his tongue, narrowly dodging a soft punch from Luo Yan’er behind him. With a swift movement, he made brief contact with her before leaving dormitory 6618.

“Yes,” Qian Cang said as he took out Shen Yu’s wallet. Opening it up, he revealed a thick stack of red bills, dampened and sticking together in an oddly endearing way.

Watching all this, Qian Cang naturally understood why—everything was because of what Eagle Eye had said.

“Anyone who moves again, don’t blame me for showing no mercy!” Lu Feng tossed all the bullets onto the ground, his voice icy and resolute.

Thirteen tomb chambers’ coffins remained intact, positioned centrally within the tomb halls, proving that the generals inside had not escaped.

The detector’s treads moved steadily forward at a consistent pace of one meter per second. Every ten meters or so, it would pause for a few seconds and rotate the camera mounted on its head, recording all data.

Since entering, Qin Yan had noticed an eerie absence of life within the Immortal Emperor’s mansion. When he was here, many servants would be bustling about.

She stood with her hands behind her back, her face veiled, yet an aura of sovereignty radiated from her presence.

They resembled tiny ant-like beings, fortunate enough to board a palm-sized model airplane, flying into the human world. They marveled at human strength, only to suddenly witness a colossal crocodile devouring a human whole in two bites.

Whether attacking or defending, archers were invaluable; however, defenders held the high ground, putting attackers at a disadvantage.

These people focused their gaze on Zheng Dashi merely because they feared he might oppose them. If he did, their plan would be foiled.

“Fiancée, what about Xue Rou?” Ou Fan suddenly asked. Deep down, Qi Xuerou still held a special place in his heart.

At that moment, there was a knock on the office door. In the silent night, even the echo sounded hollow. “Come in,” a lazy, alluring voice called out.

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How long had passed, no one knew, but Sandru’s cries gradually grew faint. Enveloped in a black curtain of light, Sandru’s mind involuntarily recalled the painful memory of transforming into a lich through a magical ritual long ago.

“She has indeed won over many hearts,” Leng Yan felt an unsettling sensation deep within.

Qian Yujia, initially intending to leave, stopped. If she left now, wouldn’t that play right into the beast’s hands? No matter what, she had to take Chen Yuting away. Now poisoned, Chen Yuting probably wouldn’t listen to anything, so for now, she would stay by her side.

Fang Haojie’s demeanor was naturally gentle and refined. Coupled with his radiant smile that could kill in an instant, the noisy crowd below instantly fell silent, all eyes turning to him.

Recently, the animal population on the forest’s outskirts had drastically declined due to hunting by human tribes, leaving the wolf clan, which relied on hunting prey for survival, with insufficient food.

Of course, he was still far from the ten thousand points required to ascend to the third-level life space—he was off by a hundred thousand miles.

“Master, are you planning to have the Six Realms dismantle the Human Realm?” Dongfang Qian asked, his face drawn in a grimace.

At the god-tier storm broadcasters’ level, fans gifted dozens of villas at a time; prosperous streamers earned millions monthly.

“You mean... the one who’s been inseparable from me recently was you?!” Han Yichen was still in disbelief.

The scholar in azure shifted his figure, soaring into the air. Dodging continuously, he passed through the natural formation entwined with dead energy and disappeared into a mist-shrouded cave.

Bai Momo sat beside him, grasping his uninjured hand, tilting her head back with tears as she spoke of the soul exchange.

Su Qingyuan was overjoyed, quickly taking advantage of the moment. She hooked the bracelet and tugged hard several times, stretching it wide enough to remove it easily.

Long Mo noticed Long Anhan’s expression and followed his gaze to Mu Zhi Yue, whose face looked grim.

Chong Ai entered the ward again, wearing a gentle smile as she approached Mu Jiaran.

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Her sudden appearance today shocked several concubines, each stirring their own thoughts.

The Rebellious Scale Heavenly Staff was regarded as an immortal artifact by the world, radiating a sacred brilliance. Even the wicked could feel its power.

“What about me and our child... Mo Han... what do we do?” Ji Zitong looked at Mo Han with sorrowful eyes.

Suddenly, Zi Long recalled the three wind essence control adepts. They had lost their spiritual power for him. Perhaps in this lifetime, they would never practice control arts again. No one knew what fate awaited them after returning—whether a quiet, ordinary life or one shrouded in darkness.

Gu Yan did not understand the mysterious Yin Land. After stepping through the gate with his foster father, a wave of dizziness overwhelmed him. A chilling aura invaded his mind, sending a shiver through his body.

No matter what, the divine beasts in Iceberg Valley were members of the dragon and phoenix clans—and two of them had reached the second-level realm.

Approaching the divine beast egg, Li Yu channeled lightning slashing qi and sent a stream of vital blood like a water serpent into the egg to stimulate its essence. A wave of dizziness and blurred vision washed over him as his body trembled slightly.

There was no choice; with his low cultivation, before these sacred beasts, he didn’t even have a chance to fight back, let alone defeat these ancient monsters of unknown age.

I picked up the wine dish and examined it carefully. That night, Bai Yiyi only touched this dish and that jar of wine.

Within the Xuangumen sect, any disciple who achieved outstanding accomplishments and met the requirements would become an apprentice of these elders—a coveted opportunity many disciples dreamed of. After all, following a good master meant learning superior, more powerful spells.