Chapter 48

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The sharp, piercing aura seemed capable of penetrating everything. Even some formidable experts found it impossible to resist.

Amidst a flurry of brief thoughts, Gida recalled many things, yet a split second later, he snapped back to reality.

Time flew by. The Battle of Tianshousong had shaken the entire five major primary star systems of the southeast, and indeed the entire chaotic star domain. The great reputation of the Jiuzhou Sect spread almost overnight, and rumors whispered that a supreme expert was hidden within the sect, capable of slaying the Blood Buddha Evil Sovereign.

In his ears echoed the persistent roar of a giant beast. Ever since Gida had stepped into this particularly boiling and active molten region, the monster's roar had lingered endlessly around him.

Whenever Wang Fan went out, these servants would closely follow behind him, acting as his personal bodyguards.

"With your level of intelligence, you're practically digging a grave for your own brother!" Ye Fan gave a slight, bitter smile, not taking the other person seriously at all.

Seeing the change in him, the old man felt a bit better at ease. To see the once dashing top martial scholar of the Enke examinations—and the empire's sole martial scholar at that—reduced to such a state was truly more than he could bear to watch.

Fang Yi frowned slightly, clearly not expecting his appearance to instantly draw everyone's attention. For now, however, he couldn't be bothered to care, choosing to directly ignore the crowd and walk straight ahead.

A delicate figure could be seen sitting quietly there, seeming to merge seamlessly with heaven and earth as they regulated their breath.

"My legs are here, my arms are here—time to run!" After checking her injuries, Xuan Junyao couldn't help marveling at the thickness of her own skin.

Feeling utterly bored and disappointed, Ruyi stepped out from Jing Qing's arms. Without making a fuss or asking to go play anywhere, she slumped her head and returned to her room, sitting there in gloomy silence.

Someone took the lead in starting a round of applause, which swelled like rolling thunder. It was a worthwhile effort that repaid all of Mojialing's hard work.

Not a single spirit beast in the entire Nangong clan dared to draw a deep breath, for every member of the clan knew the fate awaiting those who secretly practiced the Soul Annihilation Art.

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The task of absorbing spiritual energy was left to Bingyan, while Lin Qingsheng only needed to divide a sliver of divine sense to maintain slight control over the process.

The words of the Jade Spirit improved Lin Feng's mood somewhat. This was precisely the outcome he desired; only by causing Huo Youyuan to die in an accident could he completely shake off such an enemy, while also clearing away a hidden worry for Ji Yun.

"How can that do? You go ahead and sleep, I'll go buy it at the hospital." With that, he picked up a bag and turned to head out.

"What? There are still people fighting inside? Who on earth could it be?" The Supremes were shaken. Of the fifty Great Emperors who had entered together, aside from those outside, all the rest should have perished. Why were endless combat shockwaves still emanating from within?

"A few days ago, the Empress instructed the Lesser Palace Bureau that as the weather turns colder, extra sets of thick garments should be made for the consorts and beauties of all the palaces. They are now finished and have been sent over immediately," the palace official reported respectfully, lowering his head while gesturing to the eunuchs beside him to present the newly crafted clothing.

"I'm terribly sorry to trouble President Wang," Kang Lei and Kang Feng said together with smiles.

Based on his judgment, alloy armor of this caliber would likely prove impervious even to direct bombardments from large-caliber heavy artillery.

Previously, he had been constantly scanning the surroundings and found no immediate danger, which gave him the time to look after Le Piaopia.

Chu Tian felt a bit depressed. Could this girl be acting like a pig to eat a tiger, just like him? Yet that seemed unlikely; Chu Tian had put on such a convincing act just now, and given Chu Ling's deep-seated hatred for him, she ought to be wishing she could hack him into pieces of meat. How could she possibly be playing the fool to catch him off guard?

"Roar!" The Poison Dragon let out an explosive roar, glaring directly at Yixin Mengchen. Clearly, Yixin Mengchen's Holy Light projectile had deeply infuriated it.

"Mother, I don't want to," Xiang Yuanyuan said bitterly, her upper teeth biting a deep mark into her lower lip.

Yet he found himself utterly unable to move. Five iron chains clamped onto his limbs and hands, with a sixth locked tightly around his neck. Moreover, these chains seemed to possess their own consciousness and sealing properties; not only did they restrict his magical power and prevent his escape, but their length and range also shifted dynamically as he struggled.

Zhen Nanfang saw an unfamiliar number—a landline, the area code of which indicated it belonged to the You family's side.

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Xiangzhen gave a dry smile. "That ointment has many taboos. I can't apply it for you; let Jinlan do it instead!" With that, she moved to go call for a maidservant, but Lin Lan spoke up, "No need! I'll do it myself!" Gritting her teeth, she slowly unscrewed the jar with her own fingers and smeared the ointment onto her hand.

As the four offensives heavily collided, a fiercely violent gale instantly swept out in all directions. Everything within a radius of hundreds of thousands of meters was instantly blown away by the wind, and some of the powerful experts from Yin Mian's sect who had intended to assist Yin Mian and the others found themselves unable to take even a single step forward against such gale-force winds.

After finishing dinner and tidying up briefly, Kong Qinghua and he resumed the routine they had followed over the past two evenings.

At the same time, it made even more people eager to stretch their necks and take a look, though anyone who laid eyes upon such a scene would instantly experience a drastic change in complexion.

Over the past two years, he had grown increasingly indifferent and detached regarding romance and emotion, whereas Meng Jiawu was the exact opposite. Could this possibly work out?

What they did not know was that Director Christopher was well aware of his own volatile temper, which was precisely why he had sought out Mr. Thor—a man known for being strict and uncompromising, unwilling to tolerate even a speck of sand in his eyes—to serve as his assistant director.

However, the agents were not approaching from a single direction. They were scattered and moving in to encircle the target.

Han Yi was extremely nervous at this moment, utterly unable to find a suitable excuse to make Wang Yuhan let him go.

Jiang Yu entered the courtyard gate, carrying her in his arms the entire way inside. Passing the fountain and the lawn, he finally came to a halt at the doorway of the house.

The leaders of the two teams reported the movements inside and outside the city to Han Weihua, indicating that the Japanese devils were pressing upon them with a massive army.

"You did well. Let's go get some food first and talk while we eat. Jiaojiao, Big Brother has reserved a private room at Quanjude; their roast duck is the most delicious, you'll love it." Shen Kangping made his arrangements thoroughly. He certainly couldn't let his little sister go hungry; they could handle everything else after eating. Besides, he didn't have to work in the afternoon anyway, so he would just spend the time accompanying his younger sister.

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