Chapter 129: Quanzhen Sect vs. Zhengyi Sect

Gu Zhao was speechless; it felt like every old Daoist he’d brought in was more ferocious than the last.

Daoist Yan Song merely changed his expression, but Daoist Yihong transformed straight into Guan Yu.

But Daoist Mingyu was even more terrifying—he could actually forge gods from incense power. If the Grand Luo Palace ever had enough incense, could he just cut out a hundred thousand celestial soldiers and generals?

“That won’t do!”

Hearing Gu Zhao’s question, Daoist Mingyu waved his hands frantically, “Although I use incense power—

According to the system’s explanation, as long as Lin Yi is alive, he automatically signs in once every day and receives a sign-in reward bundle.

After stating his name, Lin Yi ignored the startled Xu Ya and Zhang Yinyin and quietly went back to doing his homework.

After sending everyone away, Lin Yi entered a rest room, lay down on a cot, and began to doze off.

Argos turned to run, but though her level was high, her combat experience was mediocre—especially against Rock.

If Lin Yi had truly prepared a Teacher’s Day gift, it would prove his school’s education was successful.

Before them, space was sliced open by a sword qi, and three figures appeared before all of the Grand Void Divine Dynasty.

No one expected that peaceful China would directly name and condemn them at the great power summit.

The implication was that, before the heir was decided, revealing their identities would be dangerous.

Li Chaoyang rode at the front, his horse galloping like an arrow; he sat upright, one hand whipping the reins, the other gripping the bridle, his bearing calm and unrestrained, radiating formidable presence.

After speaking, she widened her eyes, staring fixedly at Yang Jingyu, determined to force him to give up the CEO position.

The technique comes from my favorite author’s unpublished work—now a world-class detective, Kudo Yusa.

Some male colleagues, seeing her like this, looked heartbroken and hurried forward to comfort her.

The flash grenade shot skyward again like an arrow released from a bow, its trail glowing like a rocket blasting into the heavens.

The island resembled a realm of colorful clouds, saturated with spiritual energy and veiled in mist, its scenery so beautiful it lived up to its reputation as a fairy isle.

The host switched from a gentle tone to citing criminal law, which would surely make many smokers reconsider—after all, prison isn’t a pleasant place.

After passing through a half-open arched gate, the path ahead rose in a flight of steps.

Hearing Yi Xitong say that, Ye Xi was naturally disappointed, but he didn’t show it; instead, he smiled and urged Yi Xitong to hurry off.

They had heard of the Li family matriarch’s domineering ways, but never imagined she’d go this far.

“Get out.” Chu Mingsheng shoved her aside; Yao Jingfei, in high heels, fell to the ground and burst into tears from the pain.

What happened? Ran Ran was baffled—she’d only been gone for a little over half an hour, yet Qi Tianche’s attitude had changed so suddenly.

The old man seemed tired, but he didn’t refuse Xiao Cheng’s question; he spoke slowly, leaving both Xiao Cheng and Wu Zhiwu startled.

The old man chuckled to himself; Xiao Cheng was utterly confused—he couldn’t understand why, if he was no longer the Chief Officer, there would still be any trouble.

Slightly restrained, Wu Zhiwu spoke slowly to the man before him, though he still couldn’t believe this man was once the Demon Emperor.

His perception spanned a kilometer; his heart leapt—there were far more people hiding atop both sides of the canyon, over a hundred combined. Add the fifty-plus men Li Biao brought, and there were more than one hundred fifty in total.

Feng Liuwu sighed inwardly; without realizing it, she had already fallen in love with that domineering man. Some feelings need no words.

Zhang Xun agreed, but didn’t sign then—he told Zhang Hounian to transfer the money to his company account first, then he’d sign.