Chapter 1976

She naturally had no idea why Lin Tianxiao would be discussing the Chen Group with Zhou Longfei.

Unlike Naruto, though Zhenwu also glanced toward Junmaly, his gaze settled on Anko beside him.

This is what called a blow—pure, unvarnished, and brutal; without comparison, you never realize how vast Shanghai truly is—only when contrasted do you see the gap is considerable. Zhou Longfei had never pondered these matters before; money had never meant much to him.

For no apparent reason, Liang Xiao and Yan Nan, Yan Bei, and others were already locked in battle with the demon race, leaving countless celestial soldiers and generals standing by as spectators. The turn of events was bizarre beyond belief—utterly bewildering.

Jia Xu returned to the grand prison, discussed further details with Liu Chong, then dispatched his troops to begin a sweeping campaign.

Without needing words, Li Da could discern the anxiety, worry, and helplessness on Chen Ge's face—he understood that Chen Lan was saying this because she feared Lu Zitian.

But the Li family's Gong Fa was far from superior, so Bai Yunfei placed his hopes squarely on the Qing Huang Sect.

"Where did this mad dog come from, barking everywhere? Doesn't anyone control this chaos?" Liang Xiao was not Gui Sanniang—he had none of that gentle, soft-spoken tradition—so upon hearing Gui Ying'er's words, he shot back immediately.

There were three of them: the warrior who cast the giant net was clearly a person of extremely high status; the later-stage warrior also followed his gaze.

Only phenomena like volcanic eruptions in subterranean magma pools, tsunamis in subterranean oceans, or collapses of subterranean caverns could transmit the boundless spatial fluctuations emanating from the fissure to the planet's surface, thereby making them detectable.

Murong Jing must have watched some Hong Kong dramas—her manner of greeting the boss was copied to perfection.

Zhang Xu slowly returned to Anti-Demon City. The news of the demon race's retreat had already been relayed by others.

Yes, when Xie Ziqi revealed his form, he had already sensed Xie Ziqi's realm: Golden Core Stage.

Though Xixia was barren, it had arable land. Thus, as soon as this edict was issued, many destitute refugees began migrating en masse to Xixia.

Prince Zan of Tubo ultimately feared the power of the Great Song—he coveted this rich land more than anyone else. But since the Song court changed emperors, the Great Song had become like a god-touched force; he had to leave himself an escape route.

"Though it's troublesome, our mission is to capture Shiki—we cannot retreat now." Dōberman drew his blade, making his stance clear.

"My lord, this subordinate doesn't understand…" Seeing the old man Fei's kind expression, Tong Bao suddenly didn't know how to respond.

Under a spray of blood, Li Mu let out a muffled groan, felt his vision darken, and the scene inside the shop blurred.

It turned out Li Mu had lost too much blood—he was nearing the point of exhaustion.

Especially the night scene now filled Zhuge Liang with dread—the sky seemed shrouded in darkness, not even a sliver of moonlight visible.

So he ate, slept, woke, ate again. The Tiger Office prison was pitch-black—he couldn't fathom why the Emperor hadn't moved him to the Celestial Prison.

"Won't this affect your mother?" Dong Xue Mumu hesitated a moment—she didn't want her own affairs to impact others.

Still, seeing Ye Lin Wanyi's smiling, serene expression, the Crown Prince could barely accept it.

Wherever she went, a crowd always trailed behind, surrounding her, doing nothing but staring.

Yin Haoxuan stepped out of his office; as he passed Dong Xue Mumu's office, he hesitated, then knocked on the door.

Perhaps Sima Changli had thought wearing silk was perfectly normal—but what he considered ordinary had already become a display of arrogance in the soldiers' eyes.

Knights, demon-tattoo masters, mages, seers, assorted odd magical professions—all had their scriptures and rare equipment in the Ten Thousand Worlds Mall, and all were top-tier items nonexistent in this world.

Perhaps due to the heavy snowstorm, government officials inside had to seal their doors tightly; otherwise, snowflakes drifted in, melted by the indoor stoves, leaving everything damp and unpleasant.

Li Chengxiao was about to speak when he saw Li Chengyun stride straight toward Gu Ye. He first glanced at Gu Ye, then turned to Xia Hou Yan of the Golden Horn Sky Spirit Horse, and suddenly frowned.

"I lost." Facing the dragon charging at him, Fang Changsheng finally cracked under psychological pressure and blurted out.

"Damn it, my power hasn't even been fully unleashed—you won through underhanded tricks!" Yun Ling immediately rubbed her eyes, delivering a stellar performance.

"Yes. That day when we went out, didn't we bump into you at the base gate?" Tao Bao looked calm.

Thinking of this, the Crocodile Immortal's heart surged with excitement—her gaze toward Ying'er burned with hunger, like seeing a delicious meal.

Since leaving the Beast Forest, Ying'er had never properly enjoyed herself in any human cultivator city—whether it was Demon-Slaying City or Ice Sea City, it was always the same.