Chapter 144: A Deity Descending to the Mortal Realm

Li Wanbai sat on the sofa, letting the outside world shift and change as her shattered worldview slowly pieced itself back together. She muttered to herself, wouldn't it be easier to just write it off as madness? Claiming that a transmigrator had crossed over into her body and having a mental illness amounted to the same thing in the end.

It was only because a transmigrator had entered her body that she had committed those insane, inexplicable acts; now that the transmigrator was gone, she had naturally returned to normal and could finally embrace her own blissful life.
As for the mentally ill version of herself...

Long Hai could already picture the despairing expressions of his enemies, and a smile involuntarily tugged at the corners of his mouth.

The room on the fifth floor still held a wooden platform bed, draped with red gauze curtains. Unlike the other rooms, an ancient bronze mirror was placed right in the middle of the curtains.

If she wanted to sleep in the open air, taking the earth as her bed and the sky as her blanket, let us see just how long she could keep that up.

Xumi looked at him and saw that his physical form was actually showing signs of instability, faintly rejected by the heaven and earth of Divine State. Observing Zijin Qingqing, she found it was the exact same.

Her telekinesis was a topic everyone started discussing right after class. Some even tried to imitate it, but though the steps were completely correct, the result simply wouldn't work.

"There is naturally no need for Student Shen to worry. Jin'an is not a company that runs at a loss," the man said, seeing right through her thoughts with a smile.

"These rings, from the right thumb to the left thumb, are named Zero, Azure, White, Vermilion, Black, Void, South, North, Three, and Jade respectively. Choose the one you like, and then I will explain their functions to you," Lan Xingyu said excitedly.

This was his ultimate strike, one that even a Heavenly Monarch could not withstand. To think it couldn't even touch Ye Chen's stronghold!

Just as Miyamoto Genxin wanted to escape using his stealth skill, he discovered that the octopus had sprayed him all over with ink.

"I'm afraid that if we take the initiative to kill any of them, it will backfire. Better to let nature take its course for now. I guess that even if they gain the upper hand, they won't dare to act against us rashly, given that our strength speaks for itself," Lin Jie said.

After a brief commotion, the middle school students obediently lined up, propping up their chins with bright, gleaming eyes as they waited for Wang Yue to finish cooking the tofu.

The commoners along both sides of the street pressed against the walls to watch as hundreds of officials and soldiers tightly surrounded two burly men. Yet this encircling formation moved right along with the two men, and no one dared to step close. Dozens of people had already been beaten and injured by them along the way, but they hadn't used the sharp edges of their weapons, sparing everyone's lives.

"Ouch, my back is broken, my butt is split open..." The fat magistrate's massive body writhed like a giant blob amidst the splintered wood.

"The people of the Four Great Clans have arrived!" Lin Rong by his side spoke in a low voice to remind him, pulling Tian Jihong's thoughts back to the present.

However, this talent required time to brew, subtly manipulating the enemy to serve one's own ends, and it could only last for a very short duration. The stronger and more numerous the targets controlled, the shorter the time would be.

According to Blue Star's lifestyle habits, three or four in the afternoon should be afternoon tea time, rather than eating this unclassifiable meal.

"This is the majesty of a great general, and it will surely secure the realm for His Majesty!" Cheng Yu was the first to shout. Seeing that he had already sucked up to the emperor, the others chimed in with a few flattering remarks.

Wu Fusheng watched in a daze, feeling as though the most beautiful thing in the world was nothing compared to this pair of feet. In all his life, he had never seen anything so heart-stirring.

With no other choice, she simply repeated Iori Yukino's words, successfully tossing the topic over to Yu Wanwan.

Ever since his identity was exposed, many high-ranking officials knew who Wesley was. With such a massive incident occurring, no one dared to keep it from Anderson.

A-fei's deep voice emanated from beneath his mask, upon which the spinning three-tomoe Sharingan emitted an ominous chakra.

Far away in the void, the Supreme Dao Ancestor felt ripples stir in his heart upon seeing this talisman. His left hand, deeply hidden in his sleeve, moved slightly, producing a talisman identical in every way to the one in the palm of the Master of Heaven.