Chapter 30

Returning to the stone house, Nie Wushuang sat upright before the square table. He picked up his storage bag, opened it, and was instantly struck dumb with astonishment.

"To this day, I have never been intimidated by any opponent; I am merely worried that a mere three thousand troops will not be enough to handle him alone," Pang Shidi explained.

Lie Jinhong and Hu Meiyu, the two spirits from the Divine Realm, were naturally well aware of this.

Watching the battle ring where energy beams raged in mid-air with a stoic expression, Nie Wushuang launched himself from the ground, flying straight into the fray.

The fresh rabbit meat tasted truly excellent once roasted. Most importantly, Chu He had added a generous amount of seasonings—things unknown in the Great Tang, such as chicken bouillon powder, chili powder, and cumin. The taste was naturally delicious, and even Wanwan abandoned all decorum, devouring it in large, eager bites.

Consequently, Tian Hai immediately drew the long sword at his side. Unfortunately, the Qingyu Sword was not in his hand, and this weapon felt clumsy and awkward to use.

Jiang Chao suddenly felt that if he could grasp the underlying principles, he might find a way to counter the Demonic Soul.

Finally, it was Nie Wushuang’s turn to step forward and collect his spirit stones. Looking at Mo Qingyu on the high platform, Nie Wushuang said nothing.

Gui Jianhai was overjoyed to hear this news. It was a golden opportunity; if they missed it and allowed the enemy to regroup, launching a counterattack would become infinitely more difficult.

"It’s a secret. There’s no need to tell you," Jessie Anna replied coldly. Ignoring the man who had never been particularly friendly, she went back to busying herself with her work.

I nodded to signify my consent, and only then did Ji Tingyu open the car door for me to get out. My legs felt like jelly as I stepped onto the ground; the scene I had just witnessed was truly terrifying, and the fear lingered in my heart, impossible to shake off.

The warriors of the Golden Celestial Domain were filled with renewed spirit. The cowardice in their hearts had largely vanished, replaced by a surge of hot-blooded fervor that had been suppressed by fear. They roared and bellowed to their hearts' content, and their combat effectiveness increased significantly in an instant.

The counter-force of the Qianyuan Huntian Technique pushed back the external pressure surging toward his heart. The stronger Wu Biao’s palm power became, the greater the protective strength of the Qianyuan Huntian Technique grew. The heat of the Profound Bee Spiritual Paste circulated normally between the two opposing forces, dissolving the Golden Thread Snake venom and purging the blackened blood.

Fearing that they would not believe him, Ouyang Qing repeatedly emphasized that he truly had not made any moves.

"Heh heh! Wait for death! Once my Profound Purity Heaven Ruler drains all your power, destroying you will be a breeze!" Cong Yi boasted with extreme arrogance.

When she stepped out of Yi City, she was so composed, as if she were not facing someone who gritted their teeth in hatred and wished to see her dead, but rather a simple problem that merely required the correct solution.

"Do you really think such low-grade deception is going to make me die of laughter so you can inherit my Ant Financial bill?"

"Mentor, please stay calm. This frantic demeanor of yours is truly unbecoming of your dignity," Dirac’s voice sounded much more composed.

Du Ruo turned back just in time to see him walking out. A slight tremor ran through her heart as she silently whispered, that silhouette… why does it look so much like Qiao Anming?

It must be said, the body condensed by the Nine Heavens Divine Dragon was identical to his previous form, yet even more powerful.

The man had a rather stoic face and deep, unfathomable eyes. His age was impossible to discern, and with the white clouds brushing past him, he possessed an air of ethereal, otherworldly detachment.

No wonder even his father and the others dared not enter upon encountering such a complex mechanical formation, choosing instead to challenge them from the outside.

"Who knows." Pu Langbi did not dwell on the question. He drew a card, looked back at the hand he held, and realized that his once-excellent cards had all changed, becoming a hand so rotten it could not be worse.

There was no time for prolonged silence. Before the illicit drugs and stimulants wore off, this battle had to reach a conclusion.

Yi Xuan looked closely. The golden avatar’s wings, previously wounded by the Leijia ancestor, were now as good as new. The golden plaque artifact it had been clutching was gone, and the golden light shimmering from its body was even more brilliant than before. Apart from that, there were no significant changes.

It was clear that Lu Chen was truly obtuse in certain respects. It was no wonder he mocked himself for being unlikable, though he had never imagined that even his sword would come to dislike him.

Ni Duoshi narrowed his eyes, his gaze sharp as lightning. He looked coldly at Ghost Liushi, said nothing, and nodded.

The nail clipper in his hand transformed into a streak of lightning. He poured every ounce of his magic into it, turning it into his greatest killing move.

The disciples of Yaochi revealed expressions of astonishment. The legendary Heavenly Ghost, famous across the continent, was actually just an unremarkable platypus?

"Haha, I understand that this is art. Furthermore, I don't dislike the entertainment industry itself, just some of the chaos and unspoken rules within it. But that doesn't apply to you; after all, you are the boss. You don't have to look at anyone else's expression, so just focus on doing what you love," Cao Peng said.

At the same time, she decided that regardless of the outcome, she would do her best for Jiang Chen to repay the favor she owed this time.

The next day at noon, with three days left until the final deadline for the secret formula protection contract, Mo Feng, who was recuperating at home, received a message from Qiao En: Liu Huanxue had decided to hand over the secret formula to the Kannas Research Institute for safekeeping and study. The handover ceremony would take place at midnight three days later at the Xueliu Villa.

"Humph, you actually don't believe what I say? Tsk, you people with no character are the ones who can't see the true face of the Demonic Sword Shitian. Ugh, just wait until I have the strength..." The bearded man was tipsy, his walk unsteady as he muttered to himself.

As he drew closer, he drew nearer to Lu Gang as well. Sensing something, Lu Gang cautiously opened his eyes, only to see Chan Tianlong approaching slowly, his eyes filled with killing intent.

Xia Xingchen nodded. "Wait." It was necessary to wait. Even if she weren't here tonight, given Bai Yeqing's overbearing nature, he would still come looking for her. Since the result would be the same, she didn't want to struggle through the process; why provoke his anger for no reason?