26 Dead End

The bald man flew into a rage, chasing Qin Feng with a hammer. Unable to match him in raw strength, Qin Feng relied on his Living Sword Technique to maneuver, occasionally countering with the Fifteen Swords of Dugu, holding his own in the clash.

With the two families locked in such a conflict, he felt caught in the most difficult position. Why couldn't his mother consider things from his perspective? If one day she were truly battered and bruised, it would be because he had already been hurt beyond repair. Why couldn't she stand by his side and face the storm together with him?

Pay attention—the key phrase is here: "The grand spectacle of all gods coming to pay homage." This is another condition for creating a sanctuary of the universe, similar in glory to the radiance of the sun and moon. Thinking of this, Chu Xinlan’s lips curled up slightly, a tragic and venomous smile flashing across her face.

The more I spoke like this, the wider Mo Yunqian’s smile grew, while the expression on Lin Boyuan’s face turned icy.

Seeing Qin Feng and Lin Rou nod, the Fat Cat expressed its satisfaction with a nod of its own. It urged them inside impatiently, while pressing its entire body against the lion statue.

Descending Yama Venerable helped Qing Yun, searching for the Eight-Armed True Demon with his Heaven’s Eye. Without it, moving through this place was like walking in the dark—a true void where only the drifting souls were visible to the naked eye.

Sabertooth tigers, Zouyu, and Tyrant Tigers... the black tiger from the Vast Desert was particularly eye-catching. As a Level 4 spirit beast, it was the most formidable among all the tigers present.

At this moment, the ten Red Fire Ant Queens finally finished devouring the corpse of the Nine-Nether Heavenly Centipede. One of the queens, being exceptionally powerful, had consumed the head.

Thunder roared around Yi Shuihan as his sword, previously shimmering with white light, erupted with violent electrical arcs. He hacked, slashed, and thrust like a madman. Lightning danced wildly in the air, and the surrounding wails of agony grew more intense with every strike of his blade.

However, elite monsters are often well-hidden; if one does not search carefully, they are truly difficult to find.

This plan was largely proposed by Hua Chen. Don't ask him why he wanted to disguise the delegation as a merchant caravan transporting fabric; he didn't know himself. Perhaps it was because the mention of "purple smoke" kept triggering associations with cloth.

Although Wu Zixu’s words left him bewildered and full of doubt, Fuchai still knelt and sat down.

Just as they were in the palace, the guards at the General’s Mansion were equally powerless against Hua Chen. Even after he walked through the main gate, the guards remained stunned, exchanging blank looks as if asking each other what had just happened.

Zhou Feiyang had practiced his proficiency countless times, yet he was still only a novice formation master. He still had a long way to go to become a grandmaster.

Xia Chuyi knew her parents would be waiting by the phone, waiting for her to call and report that she was safe.

Hua Chen recounted his experiences and the results of the past few days to Ying Jian in a few short sentences. He kept silent only about his meeting with Shu Sunboya; just as he had said before, he didn't want the State of Lu to get involved. If possible, it was better to simply watch from the sidelines.

Moreover, this wasn't about killing monsters; it was about climbing a tower to find treasure. Treasure chests appeared and disappeared randomly at any time. If everyone stuck together, the chances of finding a chest would be greatly reduced, and deciding who would claim it first would be a headache.

He placed his right hand over his chest, a faint shimmer of spiritual energy pulsing from his body. With a low, muffled grunt, his face paled slightly. He extended his right hand, upon which hovered a single drop of crimson blood radiating a faint halo.

The incoming energy beams seemed to strike a wall—a twisted wall of space-time. All the beams bent and folded, forming a massive, colorful sphere of light around the Black Bolt.

Fang Bin had been completely convinced the moment he heard Su Ruoli could refine Heavenly Origin Pills. He also knew that the Dean’s actions were intended to defend Su Ruoli’s reputation.

Cui Minghao wanted to help Su Ruoli, but he couldn't speak up, as this was a profound energy examination, not a medical one.

The Earth Mine dwellers, having rushed over upon receiving the news, were incredibly excited and relieved. Finally, their anxious hearts were at rest.

They might even step into a realm they had never reached before. With such conditions, returning to the peak glory of the past would be no problem at all.

"What? I’ve been traded to the Knicks? I’m supposed to create a legend in Chicago! How can I leave?" Lord Jordan roared angrily at his agent.

Treasures: Plunder Gold Coin Card, Douhuang Yun Yun Trial Card, Douhuang Show-off Card, Douzong Show-off Card, Soul-Locking Chain, etc.

At Akainu’s command, the ten thousand naval elites straightened their expressions. Wielding refined weapons, they surrounded the hundred soldiers who had suddenly appeared in their line of sight, preparing to annihilate them.

Although Zhang Chi saw that the old man had arrived with his master, he still had to follow the rules, as his master had previously instructed.

Xia Yu glanced at the dim, earth-colored sword in her hand and gave a tacit nod. It was, indeed, quite ugly.

Hearing that Mao Leyan had been confined, Zhao Zhenyu felt a pang of anxiety. With a mix of worry and resentment, he muttered, "That troublemaker—she can’t stay still for a moment, can she? Your Majesty, is she alright now?" It would be a lie to say he didn't care about her; after all, in this era, she was the only one who truly understood him.

"Oh ho, you guy..." Xia Yu didn't hold a grudge against him. Experts all had their tempers. Come to think of it, the reason Xia Yu and Qin Lan hit it off so quickly was precisely because they wanted to recruit this mysterious assassin, Pidan.

"Pfft." Yingying took the blow head-on. With a cultivation base only at the early stage of the Kun-Yuan Realm, she could not withstand such a strike. Her protective aura was shattered, and a deep gash opened on her abdomen, blood steadily staining her white robes.