Chapter 63: Is the Machine Malfunctioning?
A doctor exclaimed, "It really doesn't seem to have risen!"
"Indeed, it truly hasn't risen!"
As long as the contamination value does not increase, it can actually be considered very good news!
As for it decreasing, that was simply a fantasy.
Hearing this, Ashton slightly relaxed his clenched fists.
He couldn't help thinking that this was fine; as long as the contamination value stopped rising rapidly, they still had time.
...
"As for Guide Lu, there is some—"
With a twist of its body, the tail swung and struck his hand with a sharp slap. Fortunately, the sound was muffled underwater, otherwise it would have been quite crisp. Before he could react, the coral trout had already swum far away into the distance.
Exquisite trees stretched horizontally into view. Even the most ordinary plants were surrounded by a faint radiance, swaying in the wind as if they had been imbued with spiritual intelligence.
Numerous cultivators felt their hearts turn cold. Trembling under the oppressive might of the Core Formation cultivator, even the spiritual power within their bodies seemed to stagnate.
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Wu Dian packed away the metallic spiritual herbs and juices, reported the signs of True Sun Sect activities discovered in the frontier waters to the headquarters, and requested their attention.
It was not as if there weren't people who relied on their a bit of wealth or social standing, stubbornly trying to squeeze into the hotel to join in the excitement.
Meeting Ling Shouyi's abruptly shifting gaze, she finally realized what kind of outrageous nonsense she had just uttered.
However, opening each hidden meridian required a level of agony capable of destroying the mortal flesh; this was the reason why no one had succeeded in cultivating it before Chen Bahuang.
With that, the man picked up the black-and-white photograph from the table and turned to leave, casually closing the room door behind him on his way out.
On a nearby hill, Cai Zelin gazed into the distance, a brilliant smile distorting his already irregular facial features even further.
Channeling the power surging within his body, Chen Bahuang projected several bursts of divine-demon intent from afar, blasting them toward Fu Moyu, who was suspended in mid-air.
When Ling Feng and Moshang arrived at the inner courtyard, a palace resembling the Qihexian Hall of the outer courtyard came into view. It was similarly constructed from giant stones and stood three stories high, though it appeared rounder and softer compared to the heavy solidity of the Qihexian Hall. Between the stacked eaves, golden carved beams decorated the structure, adding an aura of nobility.
Song Xinyi had just beaten up Iron Bull and then been tied to a stool, exhausting all her strength. She could barely hold on after running only a short distance, and grabbing onto Jiang Ci, she gasped for breath.
Seeing that the old woman and the other four wanted to leave, Chu Wushi instantly leaped up, shattering all the resentful souls, and immediately activated the Heavenly Diangang Profound Thunder Talisman Array before teleporting to a safe location in an instant.
"Zheng He? Deacon Zheng?" Zhou Tu heard himself asking, and then saw himself casually executing a slash, creating a wall of swords right in front of him.
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"Qinqin, will you go back first, please? I'm sorry, I want to be alone for a while." Huang Zezhong said, then flashed directly into his personal dimension.
"I stood in the front yard for a while, and heard every single word—all that nonsense about a toad wanting to eat swan meat, and going to see the Emperor. Shall we all head to the imperial palace tomorrow, Lord Yuchi, and let His Emperor Majesty judge the matter in person?" Qi Rui's words instantly wiped the composure right off Yuchi Lin's face.
Malice... If you harbor no malice within your heart, no matter how much I amplify it, it is useless. To claim that you were led astray is even more ridiculous—was it not your own greed that desired everything?
"What does it matter whether I know or not? I cannot go back, nor do I wish to return. Let us part ways here!" Li Tianqin walked over to sit on the carriage shaft.
Li Yizhao's entire mind was consumed by the possibility of a figure lurking behind him; he completely missed the undertone of disappointment in Chen Shu's voice.
Song Xinyi was startled by her appearance. Judging from Ling Biyun's complexion, why did she look as though she had just seen a ghost upon meeting her?
"Spare them. If forbearance can curb aggression, is it truly necessary to slaughter so many? Whether you kill one more or one less, ten more or ten fewer, it does not affect your grand scheme for the pugilistic world. Why invite unnecessary trouble?" I pleaded on behalf of the person standing on the opposite rooftop.
"Come to the main hall of the Ice Palace; I'll wait for you at the entrance." Glancing at them, Qian Feixu no longer knew how to save them. Unwilling to concern herself with the matter any further, she departed first.