Volume 1, Chapter 62: Dancing the Finest Dance in Tight Shoes

The meeting room was not particularly large, and by this time it was already packed with people, sitting shoulder to shoulder. Two young sales representatives were even sitting directly on the floor.

Wang Wandi was already occupying the seat belonging to the marketing director. She sat with her legs crossed, twirling a pen in her hand, with a genial and pleasant smile on her face.

Now, the forces of Jingguo were pressing down with overwhelming might, having already abandoned several cities. If they were to retreat any further, Nanshan Country would have very little territory left.

Uchiha Itachi curved his fingers, and the next instant, five shuriken appeared successively between his fingers.

On the other side were the ten brothers heading toward Yizhou to search for the exact location of the Tai Sui deity. At the same time, various national forces were also pushing westward. Although they did not know the precise location, as long as they entered the Yanhuang Kingdom, that would suffice; everything else could be settled later.

Zhang Muyang felt an incomparable sense of humiliation, yet facing this terrifying elder—even separated by a distance of hundreds of thousands of li—he did not dare to utter a single word of insolence.

"Humph, this old Sun would like to see what kind of tricks you are playing." Relying on his supreme martial prowess and boundless courage, Sun Wukong hoisted his golden-hooped rod onto his shoulder and strode boldly inside.

As Wujie charged forward frantically, Jiang Mo did not dodge or evade. Clenching both fists, cyan flames erupted from them, and a dazzling blue light swept across the heavens and earth, violently colliding head-on with Wujie.

It was merely an execution rod, after all; it was not actually meant for beating criminals. As long as no one colluded with the Fengtian Prefecture to rig things behind the scenes, it really wouldn't come to beating someone to death. If one happened to encounter a decent magistrate in the capital, a poor person with genuine grievances might even receive just a symbolic, perfunctory beating, leaving not even a bruise.

However, reminded by Tang Shaoling, the others realized that Qin Wan, who had gone out to take a look, seemed to have been gone for far too long.

That white wine bottle, which resembled the jade vase held by Guanyin, was not large, but at this very moment, over a dozen empty bottles lay scattered haphazardly across the table.

The Haoyang artistic conception had transformed into a sun within Li Qingyuan's body, and it was increasingly evolving toward the form of a real sun, showing faint signs of qualitative transformation. Its power was vastly greater than before, beyond any possible estimation.

"So that's how it is. No wonder I've never heard of its name before. I won't ask you for the specific reasons behind your conflict; even if I did, you probably wouldn't be very willing to tell me."

With a casual grab by Ye Haoran, that fragment of the Eight-Directions Seal seemed entirely illusory, passing straight through his palm and remaining suspended right where it was.

"That is the fault of the Jedi, who act as the representatives of the Force," Master Yoda said. The Force itself could never be wrong; it was only those who wielded the Force that erred—a statement that truly displayed an absolute, ultimate reverence for the Force.

Few people knew why Officer Luo was called Officer Luo instead of City Lord Luo. It was because back when the Mad Dragon Empire had not yet fallen, Officer Luo was merely an officer. To ensure he never forgot his original dream, this man surnamed Luo had directly discarded his original name and adopted the title of Officer Luo.

Furthermore, the Western world had long since treated this place as a playground, coming here to test their strength whenever they had nothing better to do. Coupled with the fact that numerous terrorist organizations hid here, and that this region was a fiercely contested battleground for arms dealers, the complexity of the situation in this land was among the greatest in the entire world.

That evening glow was marked with the latitude, longitude, and time for holding the Myriad Immortals Assembly. Of course, these could only be seen by using the spiritual eye; ordinary people could not perceive them with the naked eye.

Moreover, there were only eight such fragments in total. Now, combined with the one that had just dropped, Liu Hai already possessed two fragments.

Only SEELE, the organization superior to the neurons, knew that Rei Ayanami was the First Children of EVA and the pilot of Unit 0, and that Unit 0 was humanity's only functioning ultimate humanoid decisive combat weapon on land.

Wu Xinyi glanced at his face for a moment, and a thin frost suddenly covered her features. She said in a deep voice, "Since you already have a countermeasure, why did you come to ask me? Being so duplicitous in word and thought, never appear before my eyes again!" With a trace of slight anger on her face, she turned her head away and refused to look directly at him.