Chapter 35

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Of course, though Cen Lanlan and Hao Duoqian had been released, they, like the other human captives who had pledged allegiance, were still required to swallow a deadly pill potent enough to corrode sinew and dissolve bone. This was done to keep them under control, and only Bo Xun possessed the antidote.

It seemed that there was no chance of reaching an agreement with that old fox this time. Since negotiation was impossible, there was only one path left: destruction followed by rebirth. They would tear off the mask and fight the bastard head-on.

Flesh and blood came raining down like hail, striking the ground before them and forcing everyone to dodge from side to side. The Mount Shu disciples, protected by their magical arts, managed to evade the chunks in time. Zhu Yueying, however, was only an ordinary mortal. Concerned solely with rescuing Xuanyuan, she had no time to avoid them. A massive piece of snake flesh struck her squarely in the face, sending her flying in an instant.

After the funeral, everyone gradually left the cemetery, while the Zheng family troops returned to the barracks to stand guard. Zheng Guozhong led Xuanyuan, Zhu Yueying, and the three disciples from Mount Shu back to the Zheng residence. After dinner that evening, they gathered in the main hall to discuss their affairs. Before long, Zhu Jiming also arrived with his party.

A glimmer of light suddenly flashed, then vanished just as quickly. The entire underwater world once again fell into the same deathly silence it had possessed when I first arrived.

“Elder Ye, rest assured. I can handle this myself. A second-level Time Domain is only a second-level Time Domain,” Xu Tian transmitted to Elder Ye.

His phantom finally dissipated. The old patriarch’s hand, which had been resting over his abdomen, tugged at his garments and pulled them apart.

For a moment, the entire Heavenly Domain Plaza fell silent. Only the surging demonic essence and the sounds of everyone cultivating remained.

Wang Bugui nodded. He carried Changge over his left shoulder and Lü Hao over his right, then walked straight inside. Chu He followed close behind, carrying Feng Tianming on his back.

Each fragment represented a different Dao. Together, they embodied the meaning of the Three Thousand Great Daos and forged an unsurpassed primordial spirit. Wang Bugui’s primordial spirit had grown even more solid, its features becoming increasingly lifelike. It sat cross-legged upon the divine altar, chanting ancient scriptures. Above its head floated a three-petaled flower, its petals unfurling and drooping downward.

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I discovered that although the rifles and pistols we carried were all loaded with live ammunition, the instructors had failed to issue us even a single spare magazine. It seemed they did not want us firing too many bullets—or perhaps they believed that a gunfight would not be the main focus of this mission.

“Husband, you’re wonderful.” Yan Li agreed without hesitation. A radiant smile blossomed at the corner of Yun Mo’s lips. Suddenly, she reached out and hooked an arm around Yan Li’s neck, pulling his head down slightly. Rising onto her toes, she leaned toward him and planted a kiss on his cheek.

Her words carried a clear refusal to let anyone come near. Jin Yuexi had remained here all this time, and she had no intention of making breakfast.

Zhou Xiaodong truly lived up to his words. His speech was as foul and unyielding as his rigid expression—hard and stinking like a stone from a latrine. In an instant, whatever slight favorable impression I had held of him vanished without a trace.

“You’re nothing but a defeated loser, yet you still put on airs.” The Nine-Tailed Fox flicked her wrist, pointed her finger forward, and thrust the razor-sharp blade down toward Xue’er.

“If you want to become stronger, then listen to me.” My expression immediately changed from anger to bewilderment. What did he mean? Could the so-called King of Hell Qiao really be showing such kindness?

He had taken only two steps when he suddenly felt a tightness around his waist. His body was pulled backward into the Great Demon King’s arms.

When Ling Yichen burst into the Orchid Garden, what he saw was Mu Wanxi and Leng Yufei enjoying a sweet and harmonious time together. The two of them were playing chess.

“What happened?” The Demon walked over to the county magistrate, whose hat had already been lost somewhere, and asked coldly.

A martial artist at the sixth level of the Postnatal Realm stepped forward. Pointing directly at one of the disciples from the Heavenly Dipper Sect, he began to taunt him.

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This bird stood upright at a height of more than twenty feet. With a single beat of its wings, a fierce gale struck like a wall. The nearby cultivators could barely keep their footing. Old Dong’s brows twitched violently, and he drew in a sharp breath. Then he noticed the strange bird’s enormous eyes fixed upon him, and for some reason, it felt as though an invisible hand had suddenly seized his heart.

Ding Xiang walked into the recording studio. Although this was the “sacred ground” she had dreamed of visiting, at that very moment she had no desire whatsoever to sing.

“Zuo Yongsu, I wish to discuss something with you. Once it is accomplished, I can find a way to help you assume human form. What do you say?” Wu Fan asked.

When it came to filming in Hengdian, what made Zhou Bai happiest was that the surroundings had improved considerably—from food and clothing to transportation and lodging. It was not that Zhou Bai particularly enjoyed luxury; rather, if one could work in a better environment, who would refuse?

Most of these figures wore heavy bronze armor and masks, though some of the masks had already fallen away.

Zhou Bai was certainly not doing charity. The Baiquan Studio and Huayi Brothers could be said to have formed an alliance to a certain extent, advancing and retreating together. Wherever Baiquan Studio was still lacking, Huayi would provide assistance. It was a mutually beneficial arrangement.

The Alaskan Malamute reached the doorway of Zhugan’s room first. Zhugan had only just picked up the receiver when Jack let out a howl and lunged straight for his backside.

Amid the cheers of the crowd, a young man in a black-and-red cape entered the banquet hall. His complexion was somewhat pale. This was Xiye, the strongest member of Xifa’s royal lineage and its undisputed leader.

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