Chapter 59: The Monster

With a hideous face and wings on its back, the monster flew straight toward the group.

Fortunately, both Fang Zhiyi and Xuli Qing were at the Deity Transformation stage, and with Wang Lin joining them, these monsters were no match for them. Before long, the dense horde of monsters was completely slaughtered by the two.

Soon, however, Fang Zhiyi sensed something was amiss. The dense swarms of monsters were surrounding one of the pagodas with ferocious expressions, as if they wished to tear the person inside into a thousand pieces.

In truth, she had never studied photography, nor had she ever learned macro photography. She had simply figured it out through trial and error, comparing online tutorials, taking a few extra shots as backups, and then using Photoshop to simply adjust the lighting and colors to restore the true appearance as much as possible while capturing an artistic mood—which was more than enough for antique photography.

"It's fine, he won't die. It's just a three-day supply coming out, serves him right to detox a bit," I glared at Sansui, and then said to Potato over the phone.

I nodded and immediately pulled out three incense sticks, ignited them, and inserted them into the censer. The smoke rose slowly, condensing into a malformed human face.

"Who are you?" I stopped asking for help and dropped the idle talk, turning calm and asking in a cold, grim tone.

"What do you know? In this human world, the only thing that must never be let down is food." Afterward, the two rested for a moment. When the mutton was served, they once again began to devour it like a whirlwind. Meanwhile, I sat to the side smoking a cigarette, watching Sansui's eating manner while wondering what on earth this girl was up to.

Only today, upon hearing Hojia's cries, did Chenjia belatedly realize that he, too, was afraid of being alone.

Gritting my teeth, I packed up my things and continued forward. Now, dammit, my future really had become completely uncertain. No combat knife, no water source. Fortunately, however, your brother Yu is exceptionally wise; I had hidden a few packs of cigarettes in a concealed compartment of my travel bag. Otherwise, for me, running out of cigarettes would have been far more terrifying than running out of water.

Zhuo Yifang's funeral arrangements were handled entirely by Xiao Lenglie. That jade plaque was placed inside Zhuo Yifang's ash urn and buried along with him.

"If my cultivation could advance a little further, what could mere curses do to me?" A flicker of light danced unceasingly in Ye Yi's eyes.

At the same time, he waited for the various elders of the Tiandu Commercial Alliance to uniformly mobilize the highly toxic items from all the alliance's shops across various regions into the Tiandu Realm.

Merely taking three steps had already granted him such terrifying strength. If the day truly came when he achieved the Dao Sovereign realm, then looking across the four steps, just how many people would dare claim they could steadily suppress him?

Even during the New Year holiday, Li Chengyu rarely went out. The Li family spent this Spring Festival in an exceptionally low-profile manner.

In truth, even Wang Chuan possessed his own destiny and fortuitous encounters; it was simply that his opportunity was not encountered by himself, but rather encountered by his grandfather years ago and passed down to him.

Whether the head on his shoulders was still attached to his body remained unknown. Yet he had no choice but to obey the words of Shusheng Changyuan; perhaps he was about to sacrifice himself for the Yamato race.

The two knights wore long swords at their waists. One had a fierce and vicious face, while the other bore a two-inch-long scar on the left side of his face.

Logically speaking, since Elder Tian Shu had gone to look for the Wandering God Sect in ignorance, he was most likely deceived or even ambushed.

Facing someone so utterly lacking in tact, the Blood Yin Lord truly wished to simply slap the other person to death on the spot!

As for the matter of finding her biological parents, she had previously entrusted Li Dongxing with investigating it. However, too much time had passed, and the information that could be found was exceedingly scarce, leaving her with no real leads.

A single grain of sand could fill a vast ocean, and a single blade of grass could slaughter the sun, moon, and stars—how could such a divine being exist in this world?

The reputation of the Ghost previously spread in the mercenary underworld stemmed from him leading the Blade of God to annihilate over a hundred special forces units, and not a single nation had ever managed to capture them.

While speaking, from behind the foundation of a half-built building, three or four zombies suddenly lunged out, baring their fangs and claws as they rushed forward.