Chapter 970: The Mountain Lord

In a magnificent, solemn, yet sinister and malevolent temple.

Shifting psychic forces interwove, intense divine wills clashed and shredded, thunderous impacts rose and fell in succession.

Mo Hua and the evil embryo were fighting desperately.

In the tense battle, Mo Hua seized an opening and condensed a fireball.

The fireball screamed forth and slammed into the evil embryo—the blackened, fallen "Huang Shanjun"—but only sparked a few embers.

Huang Shanjun swung back with a massive, grotesque blood claw, Mo

The Law Enforcement Authority stated this conclusion was drawn based on lip-reading experts' findings and testimonies from Kaita and others, concluding that Sar had strong subjective intent, and Chen Hu's response was based on Sar, hence Sar received a harsher punishment.

At this moment, several other guilds seemed to have reached an agreement; everyone turned their heads toward the city wall.

Perhaps this was how someone who had always had few friends felt the presence of companions supporting them.

Similarly, each year the Education Bureau used these corresponding funds to improve education, yet the outcome was far from ideal.

Li Yuyi had finally understood: since Phoenix's guild had merged with XC33's, it was effectively his ally.

The strength intensity bore the cultivation of the Extreme Realm; that eerie, sinister aura unique to the Ghost Dao made Zhao Yiren's skin involuntarily tremble.

Zhu Yunwu merely needed to seal off this region and release a small portion at low prices, thereby portraying himself as a reluctant participant under the heavy pressure of Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Yunwen.

To score, Lyon stacked numerous attackers in the penalty area; only fullback Reville guarded the arc's apex. Chen Hu cleverly headed the ball through the air, completely evading Reville's defensive range.

Chaling became the ancestral land of the Liu family; as Liu Sanwu rose to prominence in the late Yuan, the Liu family flourished during the mid-Hongwu era. As an established scholar clan, the Liu family naturally inherited the scholarly tradition's crafts. Over forty years, vast tracts of land were seized, and with forced labor for land reclamation and cultivation, the Liu family became Chaling's largest clan.

Real Madrid opened the scoring in the first half; the eight thousand-plus Strasbourg fans who had traveled far were disappointed. They knew the match was bleak, but if a goal must be conceded, they preferred it be Chen Hu's—some psychological comfort remained.

"Master, please accept us. We wish to learn martial arts from you," the group said in unison.

Now, he desired Xue Fengyi, but Xue Fengyi loved Yunyang, and the two had never exchanged a single word—perhaps this was simply no fate.

Yunyang's face was filled with sorrow as he reluctantly handed the jade to Xi Wang, his eyes watching her with concern.

Liao Meng and the Profound Heaven Dao Sovereign wore expressions of worry, but dared not speak, lest they dampen everyone's spirits.

The old man, over sixty, was named Liu Wu Yi; his identity was peculiar—he was the eldest disciple of the Demon Emperor Sect, the first person to pass the trial and enter the sect.

No sooner had the Chairman spoken than dozens of white-coats claiming to be armored personnel rushed forward and pinned Cong Yi to the ground.

I'm a zombie—I can see through human bodies, sure, but I can't see past or future. Lin Tian found Zhou Botong's dramatic expressions utterly exasperating.

Cheng Jiaxuan sat awkwardly beside them, feeling she couldn't interject a single word into their conversation; she might as well have been a lump of wood, afraid of embarrassing herself before Shangguan Yaohua. "I'll leave you two to chat," she said. "I have some matters to attend to." Xuan Shuang nodded casually, still engrossed in conversation with Shangguan Yaohua.

Just then, another stone slab drifted by, its top bearing a skeleton. Li Yijie startled, then thought deeper: that person had likely been unable to escape when the slab approached, left drifting helplessly on the pond's surface, forced to watch helplessly as death came—his despair and tragedy were unimaginable.