Chapter 173: CONSECUTIVE WINS! LIN MO

"Seems… not that difficult?"

A spectator in the stands said.

Those spectators who had initially doubted Lin Mo now wore faint expressions of embarrassment.

Is Fu Fengyu not strong?

Of course not.

Just by ranking on the Liangyu List, Fu Fengyu was higher than He Fei from yesterday.

If Lin Mo hadn't faced Chu Wange in his final match, he would most likely have encountered a talent like Fu Fengyu on the Liangyu List.

"Where are you planning to go?" Jin Jiaqi asked, seeing Ling Yunpeng with a camera, as if about to leave.

Leng Ruobing buried herself under the covers for a full minute; when she finally stuck her head out for air, she unexpectedly met Li Bai's gaze, and her hand froze mid-motion.

At that moment, Pang Zhengzong flew in from far away in the sky; due to the distance, he hadn't clearly seen who had killed his grandson.

Seeing Dobby snap his fingers and clean the living room in an instant, Lei Yi felt hiring Shanshan was an extremely wise decision.

As they advanced further, the icy chill pierced like needles, causing Su Mu's entire body to break out in goosebumps; with every breath, his nose grew even more painfully sore.

Ling Yunpeng sized up the men before him: sturdy builds, unkempt attire, rifles on their hands that could pass for hunting guns, and animal pelts slung over their shoulders—they looked like hunters.

Su Ruoyao heard this and felt a pang inside: Ru Yan, if you love Cheng Qian so much, I hope by the time I take him away, you've already had your own child.

But no one had ever imagined the mirror could be used this way. So even they couldn't avoid oversight.

By the time Ye Qingjue arrived, Luo Wusheng's melody had long ended, and she had already left in her carriage.

Just as the red-robed youth prepared to use his cultivation to heal them, the colorful light flashed again—and to his shock, the sky above was now utterly empty, with no trace of his brother or clan members left.

After finishing this, Ah Hu opened his enormous mouth, saliva dripping thickly from his jaws, then bit down hard on his own thick, bristly tiger arm; blood instantly gushed forth. At that moment, Ah Hu sat cross-legged and began muttering a strange incantation.

Hearing this cold reply, Shi Yan merely smiled faintly and kept watching Yan Feiyan's retreating back. But Lei Jianfeng was different—he stormed over to Shi Yan in fury.

Cui Feng had no time to chase and slay him; he pulled out the Ghost Banner, summoned Li Mu, and ordered him to scout ahead to avoid a sudden encounter.

The seemingly chaotic bone spikes were merely meant to disrupt his line of sight.

Song Wenxi raised an eyebrow, surprised that the Duke of State Protection was so bold—hadn't he already mounted himself atop Yan Wangchen's head?

"Mom, we're back!" Yu Die rushed into the house cheerfully upon entering, but the house was empty—Azhen and Feng weren't home. Xie Qiao stepped inside, his sharp senses immediately sensing something was wrong.

The changes to the Demon-Slaying Master List sparked another wave of gasps and exclamations of admiration, though alongside the praise came many sighs of regret.

"Of course! In the remaining dozen or so days, learn well from him how to regulate Yuanlong True Qi—it'll benefit you." Yan Fang suggested.

Because she knew the Ghost Clan had no other path left—either fight, or vanish as one.

But at that moment, the River of Time suddenly surged violently; an immensely powerful force descended upon this timeline, enveloping Wuji's shadow and preventing it from dissolving.

Wang Kai unleashed his Conqueror's Haki, forcing Jia Ying and the others to step back; all the supernatural beings felt their souls trembling with fear—what kind of terrifying creature was Daisy's boyfriend?