Chapter 83: A Sudden Flash of Insight

As chakra surged back and forth, the form of a bee appeared out of nothingness, slowly taking shape. Wang Dabing longed to make the purchase himself, but he simply didn’t have that much money. All he could do was watch helplessly as Li Luo sold the game account to someone else. In comparison, the Yaoguang Domain lagged behind; to this day, they had yet to cultivate a single one. That was why the leader’s gaze had fallen on Fang Lei. If the Five-Finger Mountain of the Giant Spirit was a pure eruption of bodily force, mental oppression, and invincible willpower, then Xiang Yang’s palm strike was nothing less than the pure power of qi itself.

Normally, if Ling Li brought up Ma Ling, Tang Lei would have shown an expression of bitter resentment, but this time, he did not. Soon, the messages from both sides were delivered, and Fang Lei felt a sudden surge of nameless fury, a desire for retribution welling up in his heart. Yet on Changlin Island, surrounded by water, the leaves remained deep green. Two-thirds of them had managed to secure thirty-six consecutive victories and, after patiently waiting, finally entered the Abyssal Space.

Far off among the hills, Zhan Canglong fought alone against Long Xingye and Zhan Cangfeng. This battle maniac devoted himself solely to combat, his mind undistracted. A quintuple God Realm cultivator battling two triple Saint Realm opponents—the legend of the Absolute Battle Body was well deserved. The only thing that dissatisfied Canglong was that he could no longer summon his own primordial spirit, that forbidden figure, Xingtian.

In reality, this place was already under the effective administration of the Land of Fire, though it was not yet officially recognized as its territory. Amid harsh shouts and curses, nearly all armed personnel who could aim directly at the far end of the bridge unleashed the maximum rate of fire from their weapons.

From Venusaur to Dewgong and then to Dragonite, even when Yu Xian was far from qualifying as the Fifth King, many had already perished because of it. It seemed that everything that had once been peaceful began to deteriorate the moment it became entangled with Yu Xian. They did not walk, but rode in an electric patrol vehicle, slowly following the ring road that looped around the university town. The Emerald Lake camp had not regressed to ancient living standards; at least when it came to electricity, there had been no regression. Workers could be seen at any time on the city walls, welding with electric tools.

He Junan stiffened; since returning to Bincheng, the two had rarely spent any time together, and now that he had just arrived, she was already sending him away. A platoon of over thirty men, in several off-road vehicles, avoided the pothole-ridden roads and sped rapidly toward Chuzhou.

Faced with claws larger than houses, Zhou Yan had no choice but to leap from his hiding place and sprint frantically to the side. Lü Dongbin clutched his head, the agony of his soul being torn made him delirious. He plummeted from the sky and crashed violently into the earth.

Given the shallow storylines and broad audience, these kinds of shows had another feature: anyone could act in them, and it didn’t matter who played the part. As more editors delved deeper into the battles, reviews of the game itself began to spread widely across various forums.

Because of the system, even though Yu Xian could not be subdued, he could still be drawn into a Poké Ball. This counted as the system’s way of protecting Yu Xian. If the Poké Ball never worked no matter how many times it was thrown, the flaw would be too obvious.

Hearing Yun Mu bring up the Feng clan ancestor and the Chen Kingdom, Feng Moyang, Long Jin, and the others’ faces darkened slightly. But since these were matters out in the open, they could say nothing more.

That spirit beast looked rather extraordinary and could even spit thunder, but its power was limited—clearly it had not yet matured. Could it have sprung from that stone shell?

Languedoc was now so enraged that smoke seemed to pour from his seven orifices. So arrogant! Was defeating the Russians really such a feat? With their rusty, outdated cannons that were more than a decade old, how could they possibly compare to our elite French Army?

The swirling mass of energy began to expand rapidly, but was compressed again and again by the sword aura from both sides. Meanwhile, Xiao Yao continuously channeled the spiritual energy from his body into his sword aura, guiding the life force to his fingertips and injecting it into the energy sphere.

Identity checks were implemented to prevent ill-intentioned individuals from impersonating others, infiltrating the Dao Academy, and damaging its reputation.

With the disappearance of Extinction, the chaos that had enveloped three thousand universes finally subsided. Refugees who had once fled to the primordial universe could at last return home, though many chose to remain, having grown fond of the thriving vitality of this original cosmos.

Fan Liang had merely been placed under a certain restriction; he was not gravely harmed, but some suffering was inevitable.

Hongjian’s first reaction was astonishment that someone else in this world, like her, had sworn an oath of the Dao-heart to restore the glory of the Nameless Heavenly Dao Sect. Judging by appearances, the sect seemed far from weak.

Within the canyon, Lei Yue’s senses were filled by the fragrant aroma wafting from Liu Yanzi nearby—a scent like orchid and musk that penetrated to the heart, leaving the young men of the Lei family entranced and spellbound.

The Misty Peak could no longer be breached. To the southeast? There lay the First Division’s defensive line—he was unlikely to make it through. Directly south?

Gazing at the simple, ancient bronze box in Lin Yi’s hands and then at the terrifying, suffocating giant tree demon, a vague realization dawned on him.