You are my only reason to hold on.

O Renascimento de Xiangliu Flor do entardecer M 2161 words 2026-08-05 05:18:11

For a moment, the battlefield between Nameless and the Celestial Lord Jin Zhu became the source of utter destruction. Whether it was other cultivators hidden around their combat zone, or the towering trees, rocky hills, and the mire-covered ground of the swamp, anything touched by their clash faced cataclysmic consequences as if the world itself were ending.

What exactly is the subspace? If one could hide within it, would it be possible to vanish without a trace in this realm? To emerge only when it was safe—what a remarkable existence that would be.

The voice of the Heavenly Dao was like an impenetrable barrier; no matter how hard one tried, it remained vast and unyielding.

Yet, what troubled Lu Huaisheng seemed even more terrifying. His face went pale as he gripped a hairpin tightly. Suddenly, an unimaginable scene unfolded—Lu Huaisheng thrust the hairpin toward his own neck.

In the game of Go, Black 64 had a commanding lead in territory, with a solid overall position. The black stones in the upper left corner confined White’s influence in the center, presenting a highly favorable situation for Black. White’s forces in the midsection were weak and scattered; by 21st-century strategic standards, White was losing ground with limited prospects. Fan Zhao was completely at ease, convinced of victory.

“No, you must be present. From now on, both of you must attend every training session together,” Fang Qiong extinguished Yu Fan’s hopes.

“Is that so? I always feel Uncle Liang stirs up trouble out of selfishness and questionable character,” Da Jun remarked.

Zhu Houhuang regarded the South Seas as his lifelong mission. Rather than incite rebellion, he would never relinquish the South Seas.

Shen’s fury blazed in his eyes as he clawed at the sand beneath the ground, as if understanding Yun Qin’s words and trying to persuade him to stay.

“What? Interest on top of that?” Scar’s lip curled with a surge of emotion, muscles twitching lightly on his cheek as he clenched his teeth.

Ivanov and the others were stunned, a sense of foreboding creeping in. Could it be that this Chen was truly so terrifying that even all of Russia could not stand against him?

Relieved yet puzzled, Chen Xi wondered what his father could have done to be branded a criminal by the Chen clan.

What was truly happening? In theory, one should be able to sense the presence of special ions and absorb them to convert into elemental energy, thereby enhancing cultivation. His actions were flawless—so why was there no sensation at all, as if the essence of heaven and earth simply did not exist?

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Chen Xi remained indifferent, his gaze calmly passing through the figures of Cang Yunye and others, finally settling on the distant palace.

One comrade tensed instantly. Having once enjoyed the spotlight of thousands, he dreaded returning to obscurity. Yet, he could only watch helplessly, controlling his body mechanically to fight monsters, paying attention to the changing titles above his head.

“Snap!” Unexpectedly, it was not the palm but the blade that was damaged. Li Jingyun was shocked to see her magic-formed steel blade shatter instantly upon contact, like a snowball thrown into a fire.

“Rewards are given according to merit; this is what you deserve...” The chief of staff was speaking when suddenly a military police officer from the garrison stormed in.

Obviously impossible—they were imperial-level experts whom even the ancient style could not break through; he was not even a half-step Emperor, so how could he forcibly break the prison walls?

Whether they could catch up with them signified humanity’s survival; failure meant extinction.

“I don’t care! I don’t care about anything! Teleport me to my sister immediately, right now!” Xiao Mengyu clung stubbornly to Lieutenant Jie Biao’s collar, pushing Maria aside with her own strength.

After speaking, Fei Ying wasted no time, leading her horse over. Others helped them mount, while a villager took charge of the reins to control the horse’s pace and direction.

Seeing the boy’s painful expression, she finally felt relieved. She pressed down one of Lu Mingfei’s hands and used her foot to pin his other seemingly magical hand, stretching into a split to kick it far away.

Ji Qingchen’s two words enraged Ji Junlan, who put her hands on her hips and called out his name sharply.

Jiang Muyan was at a loss for words. She glanced at Ji Yancheng, who showed no particular reaction, so she smiled faintly, accepting Ji Linglan’s compliment.

Qin Huai sighed. Chen Huihong had a rough previous life, leaving no legends behind.

They knew Ye Xiao had polluted the city’s water source and had been excitedly discussing it yesterday, marveling at Ye Xiao’s formidable power.

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Lu Mingfei closed his eyes, humming softly as the dragon horse pressed on his nape, his head swimming with drowsiness.

Sier sat beside him and asked, “Corporal, where are we going?” Since Lu Mingfei’s promotion to corporal, she addressed him as such.

“He must be nearby. You all wait here; he will appear,” the Primordial Heavenly Venerable said, unwilling to entangle further with the Chaos Ice Demon, then vanished.

Unable to obtain what they desired, they could only bide their time there, waiting to devise a plan.

The moment Lin Feng’s body came to a halt, the brightness of the “sun” suddenly intensified dozens, even hundreds of times beyond before.

“Really? We’re still alive?” Gu Yun was overcome with excitement, asking in disbelief.

Yang Xinling was horrified. It was inconceivable that the Jade Emperor, the revered leader of the immortal sect, would commit such cruelty.

Like the other four great sanctuaries, Aolong Fortress in West County also received the news. Their first reaction was disbelief, leading to a convening to discuss matters in detail.

Upon arriving at the Palace of Cultivation, the Fifth Elder took his accustomed seat on the throne, inviting Gu Yun to sit freely, smiling as he spoke.

From the carriage, two black-clad bodyguards descended, followed by an elder and a youth—Yao Lan’s father Yao Qinglei and the third brother Yao Hong.

Nearby, several underworld powerhouses gaped in astonishment at the scene. Cerberus and the others had followed him for countless years and knew his strength well. Qin Chuan’s ability to effortlessly withstand Cerberus’s attacks testified to his extraordinary power.