Chapter 92: Encountering Yin Filth at the Penglai Grand Sacrifice

Gu Zhao looked at that young Daoist Priest, and that young Daoist Priest looked back at Gu Zhao.

Daoist Priest Yihong raised his white eyebrows, first glancing at Gu Zhao beside him, then at the young Daoist Priest opposite; after sensing carefully, he could not help but reveal a gratified smile, "The Daoist path has successors!"

Then a group of Daoist Priests from the opposite side came forward, "Blessings to the boundless Great Dao! Greetings, Daoist Priest Yihong!"

"Blessings to the boundless Great Dao!" Daoist Priest Yihong also chanted the Daoist title and clasped his hands in greeting, "

Hiss, hiss—the blood-qi giant palm and the gray mist collided; no violent phenomenon erupted, but instead they devoured each other wildly. The void, affected by the two clearly corrosive attacks, generated ripples that spread rapidly in all directions.

"Ye Tian, once cultivation reaches the Martial Saint realm, one has basically truly touched the Heavenly Dao laws; Martial Saints can also mobilize the power of the world. Therefore, even if they perish, the faint remnant soul they leave behind still possesses the power of the world. This residual world power is something neither you nor I can deal with."

Although Yun Hao felt some disgust toward this person, he could not help but admire in his heart that this person was indeed a hero of his generation.

Han Chi pulled the phone away from his ear; the power of a sound-based ability user could be seen even when transmitted via radio.

The jade slip contained only a few short sentences. The beginning introduced that the Giant Mountain was refined from multiple materials. Naturally, this single sentence made Yun Hao greatly shocked. Such a huge mountain had been refined by someone; from this, one could imagine how vast the refiner's supernatural powers were.

Bai Tie's expression turned completely gloomy; his gaze toward Qiu Minghao was full of ruthlessness. Qiu Minghao, filled with terror, wanted to say something, but somehow he opened his mouth and could not speak, much like the gesture of being speechless.

Yi Xuan looked closely; there were indeed several weapon cards. Although all were of golden quality, none suited him very well. Finally, his gaze fell upon the only armor card.

Han Chi still remembered that when he was in school trying to woo girls, his common methods were writing a note or asking someone to introduce them; they would meet on the school playground or in some corner after school. One sentence like "Let's be friends" was enough to establish a temporary romantic relationship.

"You're here? What's here?" Li Xiaofan, who had stayed in the Underworld for several days, now knew nothing about the situation in the human world.

"What are you saying? Making me sound so old. Xiaofan doesn't mind me, yet you, woman, come looking for trouble." Dong Gong's red eyes pouted; with an unhappy expression, she glared at Ye Mei.

He was a scheming person, and moreover, the other party had injured the only offspring left by his aunt. He certainly would not let them off easily. Not to mention the elders in the family; when this cousin's wound improved, it would surely be the time of the Zhao family's decline.

Recalling his gaze just now, Lan Jing readily accepted; the two walked side by side. Although they did not speak, it did not seem awkward.

Due to the strengthening of the Heart Flame Seed, on her flawless, white-jade-like forehead, a pale fire always flickered slightly. Her cold eyes, deep within, glowed with a silver hue like that of a saint.

As if he had picked up a huge gold ingot, afraid no one would know he had rosy lips and white teeth, resembling Pan An.

Qin Yu clasped his hands together in a prayer gesture; he merely wanted to give Lu Dongbin a pastime to pass the time, never expecting to fuel gambling culture in the Divine Realm.

Before he finished speaking, the people beside him cast angry glances at him; the posture suggested that if he spoke disrespectfully again, they would deal with him.

The massive light pillar struck Yin Yang Mirror of Yin Yang Master Yuyang hard; in an instant, it had already pressed the latter's body a fraction into the ground.

Based on the surveillance clues from that day, Tang Long indeed captured footage of a suspect appearing. However, the suspect's face was not visible. Following the suspect's footprints, they eventually lost the suspect's trail. The suspect had driven into the deceased's home, then fabricated the scene. Within the area where he parked, a single footprint was discovered.