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Chapter 227: All Spirits Perish, the Milky Way Inverts, the Entire Front Collapses, the Savage Elephant Acts, the Stone Ancestor Appe

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The central front of the two sects’ great battle.

The breeze was gentle, the spring sunlight bright—perfect weather for an outing.

Of course, it was also the perfect day to begin the decisive battle.

For a great battle, leveraging the weather for advantage was not that important.

If a faction’s leader pinned success or failure on favorable weather, they were vastly underestimating their opponent.

Of course, some worthless opponents truly weren’t worth respecting—but Hongdengzhao was not one of them.

She used to despise people with such thick skins. Yet strangely, now she simply couldn’t bring herself to hate this guy.

Don’t tell me you’re busy; over all these years, that’s been the one thing you’ve said to me most often—I’m sick of hearing it.

The dean spoke with perfect calmness; what he said was not without reason, and only a senior dean could utter such words.

The rodent’s illogical scientific thinking produced a curious chemical reaction in spirit-armor manufacturing—these things left Lin Chen utterly fascinated.

The next instant, behind Lin Chen, stars sparkled as more spirit-energy-formed sword rays rained down like a storm upon the Nine Heavens Mystic Bird’s deck.

Shen Yu watched, furious and about to speak, when suddenly the sound of a car arrived—it was the children returning from school.

“Then why do you say you don’t like it?” Yun Shao asked, puzzled. He’s done so much already.

Being greedy and dishonorable is bad enough, but if you also cheat, it’s simply indefensible.

“What mistake have I made? With the Dong family’s power, couldn’t they cover up this matter? They could—but they won’t. For the sake of the Dong family’s reputation, they sacrificed my happiness, my freedom—how can I not be angry?”

“Director Wang, someone is plotting against the Mu family,” Meng Hui tried to say, but Director Wang cut her off directly.

After speaking, Zhou Yunyue waved her hand and turned to leave. Only when she was far away did Jiang Ming return inside.

Cheng Lingzhi stared blankly at the sky, quickly bade farewell to the elder, and pulled Situ Haoyu away in haste.

After dinner, Guangtou Qiang and Tie She drank the herbal decoction Lin Ruoxi had prepared for them, endured another bout of agonizing cellular compression and bodily transformation, then Tie She led his brothers back to the luxury yacht parked at the dock where Ying Jun waited.

Zi Yi and Yun Chang heard this and felt a stir within. Instantly, they sensed cold winds swirling around them; birds in the forest scattered in all directions, and a rustling sound filled the surroundings.

During these three months, many cultivators had found these peach pits through their own methods. After Qi Xuanyi completed his contemplation, he entered the second layer.

Here, he glanced at Ren Wenqiu and smiled: “You and this young lady can see it too, because you are both destined souls.” With that, he chuckled again. His smile was kind, yet at this moment, it felt strange and inscrutable.

After all, he was not the real Jiang Ming—he knew nothing of Jiang Ming’s past or the Jiang family. Otherwise, he might have uncovered some clues.

Tian Ming had never seen such a miraculous talisman before. Even though he could fly with a sword, the sensation was entirely different from having wings.

Seeing Zhuo Xinyan’s pale face, Long Qingchen smiled faintly—he knew his “adjustments” in that secret technique had taken effect; Zhuo Xinyan had been caught.

Whether from loss of strength or excessive blood loss, her vision gradually blurred.

The moment his words ended, the Holy Ancestor produced another scripture, radiating mysterious Daoic essence, from nowhere.

This result was already extremely impressive, but since Ao Jiang and the others obtained nine stars, their glory had been overshadowed and drew little astonishment.

From his effeminate behavior and daily attire, Lin Xiao could confidently conclude this man was gay.

Without Fu Lun, the transcendent wizard, the remaining two formal wizards could never detect her spiritual witchcraft.

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