Chapter 1115: Passing the Torch

Mo Hua glanced at him lightly. "Are you trying to teach me what to do?"

The expression of the Sect Master of Grey Wolf Sect froze for a moment.

If it were an ordinary cultivator daring to act so insolently before him, he would never let them off lightly—even if he didn't kill them, he would at least cripple their meridians and break their limbs.

But under Mo Hua's indifferent gaze, the Sect Master of Grey Wolf Sect felt a chill in his heart—a kind of instinctive alertness.

The Sect Master of Grey Wolf Sect tried his best to calm himself. "Brother Mo…"

Everyone was blasted into the sea at the same time. Lin Yun and the others were relatively lucky, only slightly affected, but the most seriously hurt were the Monk, the Daoist Priest, and Qin Feng.

"Keep it down." Gu Nan pursed his lips, thought for a while, and finally remembered who Lu Yiming was.

Thus, under the scheming of that sly old fox Basolo, Ye Mo's three thousand main warships had already been using the fleet of the Baca Alliance as sparring partners.

Good, good, good. With this, I have no more attachments. Ha, cough, haha. In this life of mine, whether evil or righteous, it's all empty, all empty. Old Ji, Old Sanxiu, this poor Daoist won't wait for you any longer—I'll be going on ahead. With that said, the Lame Daoist tilted his head and departed this world.

At this point, Ye Mo had already grasped the intent of the Galactic Codex, so he acted upon its wishes against the combined Adelman and Arius.

Only when we got to this point did we finally let out a long breath. This matter was strange—who could have imagined that beneath this abyss there existed another world.

Fortunately, Ye Mo had a generator, and… Ye Mo himself could also generate electricity, so… it wouldn't be entirely dark.

The Chen family's power was great, and with great power came great connections. On this day, more than half of the jianghu's notable figures came to Guanzhong.

But… their opponent was Ye Mo, so even if he suffocated, Ye Mo wouldn't die, because he didn't need to breathe in the first place.

The Shi San Bai itself was a special dharma treasure—probably no one would know its origins—but among the ranks of Innate Spiritual Treasures, it held a place. One could say that this Shi San Bai was bound to become an Innate Spiritual Treasure, because its name was already on the Innate Spiritual Treasure Ranking.

Only then did Nalan Heng react, looking toward Yang Yong's direction. The Princess of Yunzhi was right—deal with matters here first, the rest can wait.

"First cultivate your divine sense properly before you speak!" Li Yunmu's divine sense transmitted into Yan Wanqiu's mind. A moment later, Yan Wanqiu turned her head and glared at Li Yunmu with wide eyes.

Moreover, if Miusis got what he wanted, the next step would be to notify Princess Angelina and have the Empire's regular army come over.

"Master, what's wrong?" The red-clad youth, devastatingly beautiful, beside the white-robed man saw him standing motionless and slowly spoke.

"Susu, as early as three days ago, we had already made all the preparations. What does Mo Xuan's move this time indicate? He had long resolved to abandon the Mo clan. Although we don't know why he's still delaying, this is the last chance, isn't it?" Aixi also gave a complete analysis of this incident.

Next, this famous athlete strove hard in the competition, clearing the first round, the second round, and fighting hard to defeat opponents all the way to the finals.

The sour liquid welling up from her chest burned Ye Wei's throat fiercely, making her genuinely miserable! It forced her to the brink of tears.

"This matter doesn't need you to worry about. Just take care of yourself." Li Yunmu glanced lightly at the Chieftain of the Tipovo tribe and said in a flat tone.

The moment the old man rose, she saw the white hair standing out among his black hair, and suddenly thought of the family member who had passed away a few days prior.

As soon as the words fell, Nalan Heng had already vanished from the spot, hurrying toward outside the city. His eyes were full of icy coldness and anxiety.

"Although it's a pity, I don't wish to force myself." Upon hearing these words, Chief Huangfu Ziyi figured this role was probably not meant for her.