Chapter 964: Dragon Vein

This immortal, with white hair and a youthful face, fair-skinned, was none other than Liu Yuhua of the Mo Sect, known as the "Mystic Devil Patriarch," Xuan Sanren.

Since the Wan Mo Assembly, when one of his Xuan Tai demons was killed, Xuan Sanren suffered severe damage to his primordial energy and thereafter sealed himself away in seclusion.

But now, as karmic currents shifted and portents loomed, Xuan Sanren sensed something, and furrowed his brow.

"Where did this karma come from…?"

In his life, he cultivated the Xuan Tai Devil Dao, killed countless beings, amassed countless enemies—yet now, this threat struck him with no clear source.

He felt this danger, yet had nowhere to flee, nowhere to hide; stunned, he stared at that overwhelmingly majestic qi, frozen in place, awaiting grievous injury.

The black hole was gone. Everything vanished. The starry sky remained as before, as if the meteor shower and black hole had never occurred; the old man stared blankly at the scene.

How could one not study, not explore the mysteries within legendary deities, extraterrestrial visitors, alien demons, and all manner of strange bloodlines?

After dinner, Long Xiyun had not returned home—he was apparently called away by his master, Jian Fengzhe; since entering the Martial Combat Academy, he'd had fewer opportunities for direct instruction, but Long Yanhua trusted his younger brother would pass Jian Fengzhe's test, for he'd made considerable progress these past days.

"Is Cold Tian inside? Could he step out and meet with us?" A withered voice came from outside the illusionary array, naming Cold Tian specifically.

Since Chen Fei and others had entered the hall, Zhi Shan had no time to explain further—she sent a message to her senior sister and vanished instantly, shooting toward the palace; the palace's construction was peculiar, her spiritual sense unable to penetrate, forcing her to search slowly.

"Could it be Chu Xuru?" Old Huang murmured softly, scouring his mind for all possible suspects.

Yang Xudong's cold heart finally felt a touch of warmth; he looked gratefully toward Zhao Na—then—

"Hmph, don't test me—I'm not here to start war with the Long Sect, only to cripple you. When Liu Yuhua returns and finds one of his top generals turned a burden, what face do you think he'll wear?" Long Xiang chuckled.

"Hehe~ Alright, I'll take you to the hotel now—the car's waiting outside. Your other two teammates won't arrive until 3 p. m.; I'll pick them up then!" Tong Weiling smiled.

One by one, the other fifteen winning teams appeared on the arena. The NPC host stepped forward, offering more congratulations, then began pairing new opponents.

Regardless, Chu Nian's stance aligned with hers; even if Chu Nian had ulterior motives, he would never harm her.

"Senior Sister Lan?" The newcomer's face changed instantly—he moved forward to greet Lan Xin—but Li Bai blocked him.

"Weiwei, we were just about to ask you this." The white cat felt uneasy—this was too bizarre. One moment he was in the Sacred Domain Mountain, the next he was here, inexplicably, in spirit form.

With his first pot of gold earned, Zhang Tao stored it in the Mi Xu Tower. He originally planned to leave the territory of Huang Tian Shenwang, for he wished to continue earning divine fragments and find Jiu Tian Yi Shao.

But another matter… was favorable to them, so that's why it was mentioned, right?

At Ao Ming's location, seeing the Dragon King unleash the Divine Beast's core pearl, they were shocked—but this place could not be lingered in; whether the Dragon King lived or died, Princess Ao Xiang must not be endangered. They departed together; the sea grew utterly silent.

"So many? Where did they come from?" Miao's mother blinked in surprise—she instantly knew these weren't Tang Weiwei's rings. Where had she acquired so many storage rings? Though not high-grade, they were still fine quality.

Thus, Cao Peng wanted the Huang Clan to counterbalance the Chen Clan, ideally protecting Gu Ya to some extent.

Especially these past two days, Chen Fashan described how Cao Peng fought a supreme master of the Grand Master realm—Yu He and others were awestruck; of course, she followed Chen Fashan, and Chen Fashan followed Cao Peng—they were all allies.

Xing Jiuzhian heard only a muffled groan and the thud of a body falling; the stunned guard's consciousness withdrew from his perception range. Was this… too direct? Too reckless?

Bai Longxiang, Weizhentian, and all the other spirits simultaneously thought of the same thing: target the weak—straight toward Xue E and Yin Yue Shangren.

The citywide alert beacon, silent for decades, suddenly exploded into the sky; the guards froze for half a second.

"Big Brother Xin, talk reasonably—why use so much force? I'm only a soul now; if you shatter me again!" Zuo Jun winced, rubbing his shoulder—Xin Jiang Li's grip was astonishingly strong.

Jiang Yuan stared at Qin Yang with fervent admiration, his face filled with worship—he'd said three punches would end the fight, yet it was over in two.

Now everyone suspects I've hacked the system, and I can't explain—I've given up on shooting and just trailed behind them, a conspicuously useless burden.

The fox demon had also cultivated to a high level; though the yellow heavenly lightning was powerful, it still fell short of the lightning during a heavenly tribulation. With no escape possible, the fox demon prepared to fight to the death, opening its mouth to spit out a crimson energy cluster toward the descending yellow lightning.

On the fourth day, the examination arrived: among Li Ran's students, ten would be eliminated. First, they fought one-on-one; those who lost fought again, and those who lost the second round would all become laborers, mining Tian Chi Copper.

That night, everyone slept uneasily—even though they were immortals who didn't need sleep, the next day they all looked exhausted, dark circles under their eyes.

When we reached the hospital's side, facing the cordon and police, Senior Brother glanced at me—I understood his meaning. I opened the Ghost-Sealing Gourd and released Tong Tong, Li Zhu, and Xu Fan; the three malevolent spirits cast an illusion, bewitching the police, and then we walked in boldly.