Chapter 1076: The Soul-Attuned Cultivator

As if hearing Master Tu's prayer and sensing the scent of countless living beings, infinite life, this extraordinarily abundant "offering," the True Form of the Lord of Da Huang began to descend.

A terrifying whisper echoed in Master Tu's ear.

This whisper sounded like divine speech—ambiguous yet unprecedentedly clear.

This was the language of a true god.

Master Tu trembled all over with excitement.

It was the first time in his life that he had been so close to

Surrounded by a crowd laughing and snickering at him like a monkey, this feeling was truly unsettling for Zhou Yuanqiang.

As Qin Sheng had said, Professor Wang had indeed received orders from above to travel abroad for an exchange conference—not only him, but also the newly arrived Professor He and another Professor Guan had received the same assignment.

"My lord, let go and come with me to the Underworld to be reborn," Lady Liu pleaded earnestly. General Liu shook his head, gazing at Lady Liu, and said softly: "Lady, I, Liu Guan, have wronged you. If we both go to the Underworld, you will suffer needless calamity."

These three households had lived on the estate for years and did not wish to leave, to be sold off to some unknown place. They were official slaves, and for five generations or more, they could not shed their slave status—there was no possibility of redemption.

Su Chan nodded obediently and giggled: "Then I'll go take a bath first!" Saying this, she tied up her hair and rushed excitedly toward the bathroom.

Then they went to Kobe and used Gongshu Mo's leftover "backdoor" to carry out a magnificent, blood-and-fire-filled "Hundred Ghosts' Night Walk," completely wiping out the Yamari Group's headquarters and severing Morgan's black hand.

Fortunately, though everyone was injured, no one died. Amid Zhao Datong's shouts, they all struggled out of the pod.

Lin Jingzhong knew of the reputation of Tan Zong from Changshan Island, known as the East Sea Fox, but he wondered inwardly: why did the Ge brothers treat Tan Zong as Lin Feng's real name, addressing him privately as "Master Tan"?

Among the three thousand six hundred troops, not all were team members—Shao Xiangyang and others were part of a group of over twenty mercenaries; since the employer paid well, they took the risk.

Changsun Geng sat down as Lin Feng instructed, thinking that Lin Feng's attention to certain details would help these soldiers recognize that Zhao Hu and Yang Shi held equal status on Prison Island.

Finally reaching the Yuexi fork, Miuketi went alone to the Water College, and the students' pointing and gossiping about her diminished considerably.

She groaned as she rose, her hand aching from the fall. But she could not focus on her injury now—she looked at Lin Tai, those eyes that devoured people glowing with a dark light in the night, his massive shadow engulfing her completely.

"Where's the cat? Where did the cat go? Didn't that dead cat come this time for the relief effort?" A young man's voice came from outside.

He naturally pitied his son, but was more composed than his wife; when he saw this beautiful Young Master offer to take his son's place, he was naturally pleased—but now, seeing this, it was undeniably the best solution.

Master Li invited me to sit and sighed: "Alas, to be honest, my fourth Lady passed away two days ago. She… she was carrying my child…" His tears—whether for his fourth Lady or for his unborn child—were indistinguishable.

Indeed, one cannot judge a person by appearance—no matter how harmless Mei Qingli may seem, deep down she is still a demon.

Fang Ruoseng grabbed his collar and whispered: "Do you love me?" Su Jia's motion to rise froze.

Long Fei gritted his teeth and roared, a surge of power bursting within him—he spun around and delivered a back kick straight to the zombie's abdomen. "Bang!" The kick landed solidly; the force slammed into its belly, sending the Zombie King flying backward, tumbling down the stairs.