46 46 - Kunlun Immortal Palace, Celestial Prayer Contest (Nutrient Elixir at Midnight)

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Meanwhile, within the sea of clouds, as the sword energy struck out, the lightning-fast golden serpents vanished instantly. Before anyone could feel startled, the lightning flared once more, growing even more intense. For a moment, lightning crisscrossed the expanse, and the sea of clouds seemed to transform into a pool of thunder.

Yet, in truth, she simply wanted to come and see for herself, to observe up close the person who, no matter what attitude she had previously displayed toward him or how she treated him, always responded to her with the utmost kindness.

Zhao Kuo was also somewhat surprised. He brought Mother Zhao into the inner chamber, while the retainers happily tested their swords out in the courtyard, leaving only the mother and son inside.

This was perhaps what they called true wisdom masquerading as folly. At first, he had taken them for a few eccentric and dissolute young men; it turned out to be a complete misunderstanding—what a grave sin.

Moreover, having survived the Ninefold Heavenly Tribulation this time, her family's attitude toward her would undoubtedly improve significantly. The Ninefold Heavenly Tribulation was, after all, the most powerful tribulation ever recorded in the archives of the Prime Star.

When he turned and executed the Second Mistress, he did not even frown; he had looked utterly serene and nonchalant, as if he were not killing a human being, but merely dispatching his prey.

However, the Ghost-First faction had already laid a very solid foundation in the parallel universe. They no longer had any desire to attack the prime universe, because without them, this parallel world would cease to produce anything further.

Liu Yan'er smoothed down her emotions, then arranged her hair, which had been disheveled in the heat of her recent excitement.

The two of them looked at each other in dismay, not knowing what the best course of action might be. If you grant his wish just like that, he would be resurrected. If you refuse, the man has spoken with such "sincerity" about wanting to die.

Elder Zhang Huang of the Stone Gate, who had previously been trapped to death by the fox's formation, had used a sword—and a precious one at that. The specific effects were still unknown to Lin Feng, but later that sword fell into the fox's possession, so perhaps he could ask the fox to let him borrow and examine it.

Hearing them speak thus, Fan Ming did not dare to say another word, and instead led the two of them to "Wu Song's" cell.

The high-speed electric elevator arrived at the 51st floor after about a minute, and Qin Yu stepped out along with his entourage.

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"Brother Li, didn't you explain the meaning of a Spirit-Foundationist to me before? But exactly how many levels of cultivation realms are there within this spiritual domain? And if one wishes to reach the absolute pinnacle, what stage must they attain?" Zhusha pondered for a moment before posing the question that concerned her most.

Seeing Gao Qing enter the bathroom, Lanlan retrieved a clean pair of underwear from behind her back, her face flushed red as she wrestled with a fierce internal conflict.

"Since there are no problems, let's begin!" Jia Zhengjin first took out a wish-granting stone and casually tossed it toward Yu Ji.

Old Man Li was now a grandmaster-tier powerhouse, hired by Lu You to serve as the grand steward of the Lu family, managing all complex and trivial affairs with a lofty status.

A month—it gave ample time to me, and ample time to him as well. I did not want to be caught in the middle, making my own heart ache even more.

Besides, could it really be true that the Emperor had no hand behind this matter? Naturally, Li Gang harbored suspicions of this; otherwise, relying solely on the likes of Huang Qianshan and the others, such a feat would have been utterly impossible.

"Brother Yu, this stubborn fat guy's mouth is still quite locked; he refuses to talk no matter what. I wanted to use some force, but... after all, he is a law enforcement officer. What do you think?" Yu Minghui's voice rang out.

"Thank you! I owe you a favor; if you ever need anything in the future, just come find me." Zhang spoke in a somewhat low voice.

The very instant his arm came into contact with the bloody mist, he felt as though he were stark naked in a frozen world of ice and snow, his body shivering uncontrollably. The sound of his upper and lower teeth chattering could be clearly heard in the silent woods.

Faced with his master, this Prefect Zhou lacked his earlier overbearing arrogance, behaving much like Wang Pengliang.

He possessed great ambition, which made the Empress Dowager very happy; yet this ran completely counter to her own plans and calculations, preventing her from feeling any true joy.

Seeing Xu Xian strolling leisurely out of the guest room, Fang Wuqi finally felt the anxious knot in his chest loosen.

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"Weren't matters already arranged? What's gone wrong again?" Lawrence asked, straightening his expression.

"Thanos?" Ancient One did not show too much astonishment after hearing the name Thanos from Aadan's lips; instead, her expression was one of anticipation confirmed.

Replicating it once more now proved to be much less difficult. In truth, as long as one understood the underlying principles, anything became simple and easy.

"So, what is it that you people want?" Bai Yuran asked, his gaze sweeping over Li Hong莲 and her maternal family members, Madam Zhao and Old Third Bai, before finally resting upon Second Brother Bai and Madam Ding.

"Ethan said he didn't like this kind of atmosphere and would rather watch it on television," Aadan said with a helpless shrug.

Seeing a cluster of glowing mountain grapes on the table, he was startled at first, and then thought to himself: autumn has not yet arrived, and the mountain grapes should still be green, with the largest ones no bigger than soybeans. Yet the items displayed on the table were as large as fully ripened mountain grapes, and they were glowing with light.

However, due to their excellent political track records, the elders could find no obvious flaws to pick at, so they simply watched with folded arms, eager to witness the lively sparks generated by the collision of the three major factions.

The evil wind stood quietly in mid-air. Against such a phenomenon, the only method of resolution was to completely shatter it, because it was entirely formed from black radiance rather than a physical entity; if only a portion were broken, it could easily reform.

The two exchanged a solid, head-on blow that burst with violent force, shattering rocks and snapping trees. A vortex of wind materialized out of nowhere, sending sand and pebbles flying. The Innate Transformation realm masters on both sides hastily retreated to evade the onslaught of the fierce gale.

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