Chapter 1095: Karmic Retribution

Outside Luoshan, on the road leading into Qianxue Province.

Mo Hua stood still, looking back.

He saw the threefold reverse transformation he had painstakingly calculated and meticulously arranged explode one after another.

The vast Heaven-Blood Sacrifice Array, spanning nine provinces, completely collapsed.

Vast black void energy enveloped heaven and earth; countless demonic cultivators and monstrous spirits, like myriad ants, were erased from existence, reduced to black powder and annihilated; their wailing souls obscured the sky and earth, their karmic sins deep as an ocean.

The warm breath against her ear made Dan Tai Wanyer's slender body tremble slightly—she never imagined Yun Xuan would kiss… kiss her earlobe in broad daylight; it was unbearably embarrassing.

At Fang Ye's command, the black-clad men who had rushed in struggled to rise from the ground and fled the banquet hall in panic.

As the supreme artificial intelligence of the Long Te Corps, the Strategist's capabilities were immense, having fully simulated Long Ci's future trajectory; if Long Ci saw this report, he would be stunned by his own potential.

These were the spectators who had bet on Ba Song—he won, and they won piles of cash.

But among the Dan Sect disciples, Ken Ruyi and Ye Feng were seen as equally clueless, arrogant fools, believed capable of actually detonating pills during the Alchemy Competition.

But as three more students jumped from buildings without cause within a single day, Su Yang University once again became everyone's focus.

The biting wind stung his face like a knife; his boots were thoroughly soaked in snowmelt, and his cloak had long since vanished.

Sensing the terrifying piercing force behind him, Lü Budong spun around and thrust out his fourth-grade soul weapon, a spear.

"No, no, it must be—damn it—that rabbit, how did it come back again?" Seeing what had just happened before his eyes, my face wore a blank expression as I slowly spoke.

"Hey, you locked her up?" Seeing Shangguan Yi's motion with the key, Mu Lingfei exploded in anger—wasn't taking out a key to open a door the same as locking it?

Upon hearing this, the Green Dragon King flew into a rage, his aura erupting in wild fury, desperate to beat his worthless son to death.

Seeing Shi Feixuan's condition, Fan Qinghui was startled, a bad premonition rising instinctively; she reached out to grab her.

In short, it was merely a killing ground for the amusement of the Demon Continent's nobility—similar to an arena, yet infinitely bloodier.

"Looks like I need to talk to Director Zhai again." Zheng Ge sighed inwardly, holding no hope.

Given Chang Ge Group's current stature and overseas influence, a permanent vice-chairman is not excessive.

Lin Nu's expression remained calm; he raised his hand and pressed forward, showing no trace of divine technique or spell—merely an empty-air grasp—and in the next instant, an inexplicable force surged, shattering all destruction symbols within the storm into specks of light, which ultimately dissolved entirely within the Boundary Sea.

Increasing one's strength was always a pleasing thing; Lin Nu rose, stretched, and prepared to catch some wild game to grill as a reward for himself.

Now she and Jian Yanzhi were the two most talked-about figures, compared by both media and netizens alike.

"Put simply, even if he became a puppet, he still holds the record in alchemy." Xuan Chen exhaled a cloud of turbid air, explaining earnestly to his Third Grandfather.

"Good. Even over a meal, I gained insight—my day of reforming my physical form cannot be far off." The long-sleeping Wood Elder reappeared before Han Ning.

Seeing Cao Ying's serious expression, Fan Weiwei grew tense—could Wang Zhong Ming truly have a dark side she didn't know about?