Chapter 59
All of Tuotuo's power was injected into Moon Shadow's body, fusing completely with her earth element to jointly weave a giant net.
Gritting his teeth, Zhou Jian slowly retreated. Given the absolute disparity in strength, mental piercing was ineffective, leaving him with only one remaining skill: Shadow Touch.
Registering a company still required going through certain procedures. After overcoming quite a few hurdles, the enterprise was finally established. To say that Wei Xiaodong was truly versatile would be an understatement; there seemed to be no job he could not handle.
Presently, the strength of the Yu family no longer feared any factions within the Lihuo Kingdom, making it unnecessary for them to conceal these developments any longer.
Hearing Li Ming's words, the Demon King was slightly stunned, followed by a trace of confusion. What exactly did Li Ming mean by this? What was wrong? Why hadn't he noticed anything amiss?
Prompted by a phone call from Zhang Yong, Wei Xiaodong pondered at length. He now intended to make a trip into the Profound Spirit Realm. Before entering, he donned his full set of equipment once more, determined to test whether these devices could function within the realm.
After all, he could not remain here indefinitely, and leaving the spiritual spring behind unattended left him deeply uneasy.
"Very well. Tell me your birthdate, which year were you born?" Actually, Wei Xiaodong did not need to ask, but for the sake of putting on a show, he asked anyway.
The entire report employed a succession of exaggerated rhetorical devices and exclamatory sentences to describe the entire process of Zhou Jian displaying his mighty prowess. It spared no praise for his patriotic sentiments, hailing him as the pride of the Chinese people.
"Let this Daoist priest see who you are!" Lin Qingping let out a cold snort, his treasured sword flicking lightly, causing the stranger's veil to fall away in response.
The gunfire's flash immediately drew the attention of that helicopter—precisely the outcome Tang Haodong desired, flushing the snake out of its hole. Of Tang Haodong's five super bullets, two powerful armor-piercing rounds had already been expended. The remaining three lacked high-explosive capabilities, requiring him to rely on strategy.
"Damn, the Eighteen Interlocking Array?" Feng Liuliu and the others finally understood why those Immortal Emperors paid no heed to the Heaven-Destroying Society. With such a formidable Eighteen Interlocking Array, even if a top-tier Immortal Emperor came to break it, would it not take ten or eight years?
"Let's go hide at the respawn point too!" Blast Madness knew the recent battle had drawn too much attention; trying to escape the city now would likely prove exceedingly difficult.
"Let's go, to the respawn point." Ultimately, Flying Sword Immortal made the decision, and the three of them hurried toward the respawn point.
"Indeed it is so. Why didn't you go all out?" Lin Jiachun's father asked curiously.
"To be precise, that waiter was possessed by an evil spirit," Li Longfei withdrew his smile and explained seriously.
Lin Jiachun sat down, leaning over her desk just like Li Yaojie to await the start of class. As she recalled the moment Li Yaojie placed his hand on her shoulder, she felt a profound sense of intimacy and a lingering touch of happiness.
No sooner had the words fallen than a fierce purple light suddenly streaked across the air, grazing closely past her cheek.
"Thud!" Just as the Yuya soldiers were preparing to rest, the ground trembled once more. The soldiers of the Yuya Kingdom were on the verge of a breakdown, thinking to themselves: How on earth do these Southern Barbarians have so much stamina? They had just recalled their troops not long ago, and now they were back?
"I'm just a medic, so I don't need exceptional physical fitness, and besides, I'm a rear-line medic anyway."
Mo Jue ignored the two of them and continued forging ahead, while the pair who had been speaking remained in place, still bickering with one another.
Helian Nuo loathed the feeling of everything being under someone else's control. Yet now, with his secret exposed in a single sentence by the adversary, he longed to strike back and retake the initiative, but found himself utterly helpless.
Among the upper echelons of Gathering Heaven Peak, a secret circulated: within the Mang Mountain Secret Realm, there existed something capable of compensating for lost bloodline power.
Hearing the young master's words, Ji Ting widened her eyes, staring at him in sheer disbelief, never expecting that the situation might take a turn.
Mumu shook her head. "Red Robe, there is something I have never understood. Can emotions truly be adjusted and corrected? Can those illusory affections be rendered into nothingness as well..." Mumu was uncertain, her gaze growing ethereal and elusive. Yet it was evident that her eyes were brimming with hesitant and terrified emotions.
Following the direction of Lu Yixuan's gaze, Ji Ting grew vigilant upon seeing Dongfang Yi waiting there.
Chu Haoran waved his hand and said, "No problem." With that, he patted Ma Wanling's waist, signaling her to stand up. Although Ma Wanling felt a bit shy, she was reluctant to leave him, yet she still obediently rose to her feet.
"Hahahaha. Why don't you say that the injured party holds the upper hand? Does driving someone away really require such a grandiose and righteous reason?" Bai looked at Mumu, fearing he would continue to suffer such losses in the future.
Sitting together, the two wracked their brains. Yan Fei had never been adept at such matters, and with Adela, a super strategist, by his side, he felt even less inclined to think. Reminiscing about the boundless glory of yesterday morning, he could not help but gently embrace Adela.
Tracing Xuying's trail all the way, Qingfeng finally arrived at the "Frequent Visitors Inn." He suddenly remembered that the room they had booked at this establishment had not yet been checked out.
Yuta felt quite proud of this "Wind Crystalline," and although it was only a grade-one treasure, the fact that it occupied an exhibition hall all by itself spoke volumes about its importance.
One could say all of this stemmed from that one mistaken skill allocation in the past. Yet since everything had already transpired, there was no room for regret; the most pressing task now was to perform according to a script that no longer aligned with his preferences.
Lin Ling and Puyang Jing were also startled, simultaneously flying toward Shulong and struggling to pry open the hands he had clamped around his own throat.
"Muran, can a human be a giant?" Princess Emerana's father asked, profoundly shocked upon hearing her words.
"Hey, hey, hey, can you stop always calling people 'commoners'..." A drop of cold sweat formed on Ozen Ryuji's forehead, but no one paid heed to his question, as everyone was currently far more engrossed in Sachiko Hanno's perspective on the Soul Cairn.