Chapter 1940: True Immortal-Level Creation

A man and a woman walk upon an ancient World Tree that has grown for countless years.

At first, the branches beneath their feet are as thin as chopsticks, splitting into many forks, and their steps occasionally float in mid-air.

As the two gradually venture deeper, the golden branches continuously grow larger and wider, the branches gradually becoming tree trunks, and the trunks transforming into golden mountains and plains.

From here on, one can no longer see the end; all that the eye can behold are rolling golden mountains, as scorching and blazing as the sun, burning all things.

Intelligent core? Source seed? The source of power, like the human heart—is her heart also as cold as metal under winter?

Fang Zou Xiyuan's right shoulder and entire right arm are wrapped in thick bandages and fixation braces, with gauze also applied to several scraped areas on her body. Due to the aftereffects of massive blood loss, her complexion is somewhat pale, and after several days of unconsciousness, her spirit appears slightly dazed.

Fortunately, Lin Cangxi and the others merely nodded slightly toward Gu Shuxian, then quietly merged into the crowd of guests. Everyone was staring at Ling Qi on the stage; she took a deep breath and recited the eulogy in her hand with a steady, solemn tone.

Just then, a black gun barrel extended from a screen wall that had been cut with a round hole; anyone familiar with mobile suits would know this is the barrel of the standard 40mm Gauss machine gun common to New Asian military mobile suit models.

The volley of arrows fired from the black longbow carried the unique dark magic of the Night Elves; faint black light flickered continuously, and the rising dark power, bolstered by fire elements, instead emitted waves of ashen gray flames.

Shi Yi pretended not to see; he knew Tang Ye's meaning, hoping he would act as proxy for the entire Tang family until Tang Ji emerged, then hand the Tang family over to Tang Ji. But how could someone like Shi Yi ever do such a thing?

Now having the chance to show his strength to the captain and coach, Han Dongfeng felt spring was not far off, even though it was currently the dead of winter outside.

As expected, the match between Jiang Yunyi and Yuan Xixiang was the same; after a brief exchange, it had already concluded, with Jiang Yunyi voluntarily admitting defeat.

During these three months, to save time and not disappoint Captain Morgan's goodwill, Feng Yu no longer held himself aloof as a super ace; regardless of how weak the opponent, he would personally engage to improve combat efficiency and save time.

Looking at those familiar faces, Meng Feng could not help but take a deep breath. Although many familiar people had been eliminated, many others still advanced.

The Star Gate Master was alternately chilled and heated, endlessly tormenting him; before long, he began to babble incoherently, acting mad and frantic.

Leaning against the wall, she barely managed to steady herself, looking at Song Yan with a sorrowful expression of disappointment, as if chiding iron for not becoming steel.

Compared to the Heavenly Punishment Divine Vault, the Supreme Divine Vault was once hailed as the number one forbidden divine vault; if not for the fact that the Void Divine Vault involved the Void Great Emperor and was thus ranked higher in priority, everyone would have developed the Supreme Divine Vault before the Void Divine Vault.

One by one, the disciples of the Li Huo Sect stood up with a rustle and rushed madly toward the center of the training area.

Huang Yueyao watched Song Yan remain silent for a long time; her patience in her heart gradually wore thin, and her voice grew somewhat louder.

They had also tried digging tunnels upward from the mountain wall, but after ascending a certain distance, large-scale collapses would occur, every single time.

The person before them must have used a Mi Fa to conceal their identity; combined with their hair dyed black, except for their larger build, ordinary people could not discern their origin.

After a series of probing exchanges, neither side had sustained injuries; what followed would be the real fight.

Feng Ni does not accept the Luo family's address; they are not relatives, and she originally came to stay at the Luo house only for her junior brother. Besides, drawing closer to them would only put her at odds with Yang Chen.

Today, she wore a neat and crisp outfit, her beautiful long hair tied high, looking exceptionally spirited.