Chapter 1848: Creating the Scripture of Mortal Transcendence

The moment the Great Sun Sword Disciple returned to the Immortal Gate, many things changed.

The R&D efficiency of all scientific projects at the Immortal Gate suddenly doubled; various Daoist studies began to leap forward with explosive progress; unknowns that had been sought in vain finally found answers and began to be concluded; universities and research institutes across the land threw themselves into the work of the next projects with full intensity.

The strongest geniuses from the Great Thousand World clusters began to exchange their Daoist information and data with the Immortal Gate, boosting the Immortal Gate like a torrent of data.

Then, a design for a pure white wedding gown suddenly appeared in Li Jun's mind. After just one glance at the wedding gown styles provided by the System, his eyes began to glow, and his spirit became extremely invigorated.

A shadow waved from outside, and a familiar voice came through. Byron Davis glanced sideways at the Warriors player's jersey and passed the ball out.

Although Zhou Yuan and the others said on the communicator that they were not at all worried about rescuing Dr. B, having been urged countless times for rescue, they were actually still very nervous.

Rao Senior Qian smiled sweetly. Her earrings were not cheap; her mother had bought them for her several years ago, and at the time they had cost over a million. She only wore them on important occasions, such as today, when she needed to show off a bit.

Now that the approval of two immortals has been obtained, whether mortals can appreciate this flavor still requires further verification.

Li Zinuo knew Yi Nian's physical condition; having been caught in the rain today, he wondered whether she might catch a cold.

She had already said it many times: she needed time. After all, so many years had passed and she still had not walked out of the past events; how could she let go in just a day or two?

An old man leaning on a cane walked slowly, step by step, while sighing toward Zhou Yuan's stall.

"I am not a saint. You have done many things to me; I remember each and every one. I will not forgive you, nor do I intend to forgive you. But I know that in Shen Zhi Zhuo's heart, she still cannot bear to blame you."

Upon hearing this, Hugo narrowed his eyes. After a moment of thought, he turned and walked into the darkness behind him. A short while later, Hugo emerged holding a stainless-steel soup spoon, and then he pressed the spoon against Hua Lian's ear.

After boarding ships for a long time, players in Linshui City had spontaneously developed the good habit of letting people off before getting on. In the game, everyone sat anywhere on the ground at will, so there was no such thing as fighting for seats. Order was maintained very well.

This time, we still have to go through the timeline; connecting every dynasty with the Way of War is a massive undertaking. Old Liu and He Tiandou no longer have the energy to open green channels for me. I can understand that. Don't say such an exaggerated workload; wouldn't you also need half a day to set up a local area network in an internet cafe?

"Then I can only say you are indulging in wishful thinking!" Zhou Zhao's expression hardened, and he spoke in a deep voice. At the same time, Wang Wang's expression darkened, and killing intent gradually released from her body.

Li Wei poured himself a cup. There was still a while before the appointed time; taking this opportunity, Li Wei began to ponder some questions that troubled him.

"Harry!" A moment later, Zhou Zhao ran into the secret chamber and called out to Harry, who was running around holding a silver, slender one-handed sword.

Even at this moment, if he attacked Wu Yin, the loss of Niyang would inevitably cause instability in the army's morale.

"Elder Xu." This Elder Xu oversaw many matters of the Volcano Manor. This time, the arrangements for food and lodging for outsiders at the Volcano Manor were entrusted by the family head to Elder Xu, who sent someone to handle everything personally.

Instantly, after a clear dull thud, Zhou Zhao's arm, under a gush of fresh blood, flipped and fell to the ground.

In the middle, most of the handwriting had been scribbled out, especially at many key points, where it was scribbled into a complete mess. The few remaining legible characters made no sense at all. Lu Zeshi truly could not figure it out: if Chen Xi really intended to surrender again, why send such a strange secret letter?