61 An Accident (Part 21)

"Indeed." Upon hearing this, Liang Yu seemed to sense Jin's gaze. After smiling and nodding, he did not elaborate further, instead returning the initiative of the conversation to the elders of gods and demons.

A God of Death with flawless hair, even more alluring and enchanting than Ah Yin; a God of Death with a pale complexion yet a robust physique sitting upon a throne; a one-armed God of Death wielding a scythe; and an elusive, mysterious God of Death cloak.

"Yes, Patriarch." Though everyone said so, who would dare to truly take it lightly? Nowadays, Fang Chen was becoming increasingly inscrutable. Especially after their cultivation sessions, everyone felt a faint pressure emanating from Fang Chen with every move he made.

Xu Suqing, with her long silver-white hair, looked in astonishment at Liu Qian, who was leading Ah Yin over. Especially when she met Ah Yin's gaze, she seemed to discern the shock mirrored in the other's pupils.

The Black Feather Emperor possessed the divine artifact known as the Scythe of Black Feathers, and his strength was a cut above the other supreme powerhouses.

"I am not pitying you... Besides, you, Lei Zhen, do not need my pity. The only reason I am doing this is simply in the hope of gaining a worthy and formidable rival in the future," Liang Yu said calmly.

"How is this possible! The natal essence blood of the Azure Sun Saint has already reached the realm of materialization. Even if its power doesn't reach the level of a Saint, it should definitely be able to crush a Mighty Realm expert of the Mahayana stage. How could a mere martial artist of the Hunyuan stage physically touch it?" Li Qiaye screamed.

Several blue fireballs suddenly appeared around Yang Tao. The fireballs kept leaping about, causing the surrounding air to distort wave after wave.

Secretly, a realm of hell was born, inheriting the power of heaven and earth, and often gathering the elemental spirits of creation.

It was just that after that rumor surfaced, everything changed. The Emperor did not offer any explanation for it all, and his previous visits were twisted by malicious tongues into mere attempts to clear himself of suspicion.

At this moment, Xiao Chen waited ahead for the opponent's arrival, pulling an iron rod out from the trunk. Although Xiao Chen could subdue his enemies without relying on any weapons, as the saying goes, force is reciprocal—it was better to have intimate physical contact with the opponent using an iron rod.

Shortly after the Awakening of Insects, Qingyuan stroked his chest, inwardly amused by his own foolish obsession. It turned out that lovesickness really could make a person hallucinate. Even someone as pure and disciplined in cultivation as Qingyuan could not hold his ground.

The car door opened, and a bumpkin wearing a plaid suit stepped out. The reason he was called a bumpkin was because he exuded a heavy rustic odor mixed with a faint stench—the smell of a rotting corpse. At a single glance, he was clearly a grave robber who specialized in plundering ancient tombs.

It was just approaching midday, yet the Baohetang pharmacy located in the bustling district had already hung up its closed sign early. The doors were tightly locked, devoid of any signs of life.

Ever since his conversation with Qiangzi, Chu Yang went with Qiangzi the very next day to the arcade next door.

The Kunlun Snow Realm was less of a world and more of an appropriate space. It wasn't about how vast it was—in fact, it wasn't large at all—but rather its height, exceptionally high, piercing straight into the ninefold firmament of the clouds.

"Very well, Red Wolf, your task is to gather all the detailed information completely," said Asebaru.

The damask mattress spread with gardenia flowers undulated gently. Snow-white petals drifted into the air due to the frequency of the vibration, falling onto the canopy curtains, the daybed, the floor, and over the bodies of the two... filling the entire space everywhere.

Han Yu was momentarily stunned. Indeed, the Master in the eyes of these assassins seemed to be an immensely formidable figure, and what they felt toward him was not only fear and worship, but a sense of sacred and mighty existence. Just what kind of person was this Master? Han Yu could not help but speculate inwardly.

For instance, now that he had already refined the alien poison, shouldn't the storage rings of the hundreds of corpses on the ground... logically belong to him?

Li Shimin and Empress Changsun appeared at this moment. Having overheard Li Chenqian's words just now, he was extremely satisfied with him.

If that were all, it would be fine; after all, it was just an imprint of will that could simply be obliterated. But Cletus's Divine Spark actually possessed the ability to store legacies, containing not only the power to achieve godhood, but also all of Cletus's insights into lightning.

In his heart, the jealousy and resentment toward Shimu Kun subsided by a fair bit! The tallest tree catches the wind; since he was the one planted with advertisements, China University had finally remembered him! The examinees and merchants who held deep prejudices against Shimu Kun finally found a sliver of solace in their hearts.

Entering the amusement park, we came to the bamboo grove. Verdant leaves and sturdy bamboo—this should be the place where I had an encounter with Lele, the guardian beast of Class Ten.

If someone were outside, they would be able to see that the moment Ning Qingling rushed into the waterfall, a golden light emerged from within her body, gradually wrapping around her entire being from faint to dazzling, and then carried her away, vanishing into the waterfall.

Mephistopheles pondered the words of the King of Chaos. He did not want to come all this way through untold hardships only to return empty-handed and risk the ridicule of the Hell Dukes and Lords; even if he failed, he had to try.

"Bang!" Was it over just like that? I instantly stopped in my tracks, my arms instinctively crossing in front of my face for protection.

Suzuki Takashi smiled as he faced us. It was not until the exact moment he set the plate down that he noticed something was amiss.

Han Jinshan truly lived up to his years of experience navigating official circles; his expression remained completely unchanged while his mind calculated at lightning speed.

"Simo, what you're doing is unethical. This is coercion, and poaching someone else's team like this is a despicable act!" Lele Lun began a painful struggle within his heart: should he stay with his brother and sister's team, or switch to another?

Li Xiao sat with his legs folded beneath him in a long kneel, raised his hands, and gently stroked them outward to the sides. An illusory guqin manifested before him, identical in style to the guqin belonging to Rong Zhilan.

At noon another day, Lin Li felt the room was stuffy, so he went for a walk in the bamboo grove. Suddenly, a sharp, melodious whistling sound came from not far away. Listening closely, it sounded like someone playing a tune; although the rhythm lacked perfection, the melody was quite pleasant, so he followed the sound of the whistle.

Moreover, upon closer inspection, Lu Heng discovered that this set of clothes was as thin as the ordinary short-sleeved shirt he was wearing, just a completely plain and ordinary outfit.

Having just beaten Chu Menxuan to such a miserable state, Li Xiao couldn't possibly just send him packing with a few blade slashes, could he?

Before Hua Mingzhou could reply, intending to let out a couple of chuckles, the moment he moved, a sharp, excruciating pain instantly followed in his left waist. Consequently, he pressed his thumbs against the Neiguan acupoints on Sister Taohong's wrists, forcing his internal energy inward.

This time, his preparations were still insufficiently thorough. Had he anticipated all these matters in advance, Lu Heng's situation might not have been so difficult.