Chapter 53: Wang Lin Does Not Awaken

Within the blinding white light, they were unable to use any spells or magic treasures.

As far as the eye could see, there was only white light, making everything around them appear distorted and blurred. An invisible force raged through the surroundings, as if countless storms were blowing at the same time, stirring the air and every object within it.

The pain of being subjected to a thousand cuts made Wang Lin tremble slightly, but he still resolutely chose to hold the unconscious Fang Zhiyi in his arms.

He held her tightly, even as blood began to seep through his clothes.

This situation made Caesar realize that under the green dragon's command, there must also be a logistical deployment similar to that of the boars, responsible for production and maintaining supplies.

"This subordinate understands. Rest assured, My Lord, it will be handled impeccably." Wan Ping's mind was still quite sharp, and he had already grasped the underlying meaning in Ye Xuan's words.

As if in response to the emperor's actions, a brilliant golden light suddenly burst forth in the sky. The sun broke through the clouds, seemingly bathed in a layer of gold as it cast its light upon the earth.

Even that Ancestor of Qingqiu had only mythologized slightly over three hundred and twenty acupuncture points. In the Primeval Era, Yang Jian, who was renowned for having an invincible physical body and could rival the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, had only reached a little over three hundred and thirty mythologized acupuncture points.

"I hadn't thought of that, but... well, if Yi'an gets scammed, let him be. Anyway, those students at Glory Academy won't cause any fatal trouble. It's not a bad thing for Yi'an to suffer a few financial losses and learn from them."

"No comment. Business rules are like this, please forgive me." Oliver apologized, bowing slightly.

No one above the second tier could enter the World of Wilderness Beasts. The Five Sects could not kill it here, but once outside the World of Wilderness Beasts, the leaders of the Five Sects would never let go of this walking treasure.

And the person he was speaking to was a handsome man with white temples—the very one who had succeeded Cheng Xiang.

However, what Lu Ming needed to practice was not just sugar sculpting; he also had to practice painting and seal carving. Because only when these two skills were also elevated would it be possible for him to advance to a Grandmaster of Sugar Sculpting in a short period of time.

He observed it carefully inside and out, and then Su Yanghua turned it into an amphibious fish soup and ate it.

It wasn't until a thin-bodied elder stood up and spoke a single sentence that the venue finally grew quiet again.

Hou Fangyu did not chat with the people in the private room for long—just a dozen short minutes or so—before the entourage and their master quickly took their leave.

Upon hearing this, far from feeling a trace of fear, everyone's eyes instead shone with excitement.

Yet the more critical problem was that Goguryeo was no longer a matter of one or two rebel factions, but had become a raging prairie fire.

Su Yu knew nothing about medicinal pills and dared not consume them indiscriminately. Nor did he plan to use weapons; he was a body cultivator, and his own physique was the strongest weapon. To use weapons would be to put the cart before the horse and suffer a net loss.

Description: A divine artifact used by the Heavenly Dragon War God in ancient times, forged from the skull of a heavenly dragon. It possesses terrifying might, but having weathered countless wars, its divine power has already been lost.

Upon hearing these words, Ma Tao and the others were once again shaken with shock. Lu Ping was actually only a sophomore student?

The fat man and his companion froze when they heard Su Yu's words, and then they caught sight of Su Yu's wretched state. It was too miserable, leaving them with only one thought: was a body cultivator's breakthrough truly such a terrifying ordeal? The two of them couldn't help but shiver involuntarily.

I always thought Pei Yanling didn't plan to care about anything, but to my surprise, he was actually helping me behind the scenes. He really is a true man.

Look at Captain America, Tony, Thor—which of them isn't drop-dead handsome? Handsome and capable, they naturally win the affection of the public.

Finally, within a grove of trees, the two figures abruptly halted their steps. Turning around to look at the empty forest behind them, Liu Bin's mouth curled up in a cold sneer as he said, "You've been following us for so long, aren't you going to come out yet?"

Yang Yi was out of ideas, and Princess Sophie was even more clueless. They could only follow Yang Yi back to their previous cabin. The two fell silent for a moment before Yang Yi closed his eyes. He simply had no heart to continue bantering with Princess Sophie; he was deeply worried about Foreman and Grete, and not just the two of them, but also Locke County.