Chapter 901: Daozhou

Mo Hua felt unsatisfied, and a touch of disappointment.

"Only second-rank—probably just a divine relic…"

His spiritual sense has now matured into sword-form; using arrays to forge swords, merging array and blade, is already profoundly subtle.

He cannot slay the demonic fetus, but cutting down these demonic entities beneath it is effortless—even if they are kin to the Great Wilderness Demonic God.

Although this second-rank divine relic is near its peak, it still cannot fully test his spiritual sense.

"You all come from the Beast Taming Sect, correct?" The old man's voice was cold, devoid of any emotion.

Perhaps with someone backing him, his gaze at Lin Feng was no longer fearful, but carried a hint of contempt and disdain.

As Lie Shan gained increasing recognition from the barbarian tribes, the force of faith surged like a tide, pouring entirely into the colossal ancient divine totem behind Lie Shan, causing his aura to skyrocket; his expression immediately brightened, and he let out a long howl that seemed to shake the Eight Wildernesses.

I touched the condom pack in my pocket—it was still there—but this very thing left me uncertain what to do; yet I still walked toward Room 318, utterly clueless about what would happen inside.

The great tree split with a thunderous crash; a flash of icy light revealed a massive sword, one meter wide and two meters long, hurtling past in terrifying speed.

Most of these ice demons were Level Four, with only a few at Level Three, placing immense pressure on Xie Fengzhe and the others.

Reentering the villa of Second Master Ding, Lin Feng suddenly felt disoriented; even today, he clearly remembered his first visit to Second Master Ding's villa as if it had happened yesterday, yet now this place belonged to him.

On the throne of the hall sat Qi Cai, dressed in a red long gown, glaring at Zhang Kuang with blazing fury.

The powerful immortals of the Three Realms' Earth Immortal Realm turned pale, then their expressions twisted into madness, snarling as they unleashed all manner of divine arts, charging straight at their enemy cultivators.

"So I went to beg Zero, begged him to save Klein, and told him everything she had done." Yu Yiqi turned to look at the only marker in this space—the cross hanging in the center.

The power disparity was utterly unequal; Ge Zhen letting the opponent chase him was tantamount to suicide. Though Mad Dog knew his boss was formidable, the gap between him and S was still like heaven and earth.

"So what if I'm irresponsible? I don't care if you spread it everywhere. Last night, I saved you—our grudges are settled. Also, you saved Li Shang—that's his debt to you, not mine," Gui Wei spoke calmly, her expression unchanged.

After Zhao Qichen left, Lin Qiuran sat before the computer; the mouse still faintly retained the warmth of Zhao Qichen's palm.

Yin Xinyan pulled Qiao Mingjue straight up to the second floor, vanishing from Lin Wenxuan's sight in the blink of an eye.

The Heavenly Demons are ferocious—known throughout the Six Realms. The Heavenly Lord is benevolent, unwilling to exterminate them utterly, so he allowed their descendants to dwell here; over time, the Heavenly Realm came to call them the First Generation of Demons.

The video ended here; the events that followed, without needing to watch, Qiao Mingjue knew exactly what happened.

Although Ai Mei never truly opened her heart to Feng Yihan, Feng Yihan had always treated her well in the past.

After lingering a while longer in the hospital, Qichen received a call from his company: an emergency had arisen requiring his immediate attention.

I didn't mind the wasabi the big sister licked onto me once, nor did I dislike other strange things.

Add to that Heraclius of Neo-Rome and the loyal Caecus, and business certainly won't face any major problems.

Before leaving, she glanced at Qin Mei; she didn't want to treat Qin Mei this way, but seeing Su Langjun lying in her arms, she inexplicably felt a surge of jealousy—strong, intense jealousy.