Chapter 291: The Hype Around the New Tribulation Method! Pan Peng

"New Tribulation Method? What's that?"

Someone asked below the post, confused.

"You don't know this? It's been going wild online these past few days—the New Tribulation Method is a technique that increases the probability of mortal cultivators ascending!"

"Simply put, besides the Hundred-Day Foundation Establishment, you must additionally cultivate spells to reduce the power of the heavenly tribulation during your crossing."

After reading the introduction to the New Tribulation Method, many who had never heard of it before

If they cannot hold on, then without a doubt, King Qin Guang will abandon the Liu family entirely.

"Hao ge is my family—how can you say we're strangers?" Ning Tian said angrily.

Logically, a live stream with around ten thousand viewers should have very steady chat, even exceptionally sparse, unless the streamer pulls off a brilliant move or someone triggers a treasure map that draws a horde of diggers—only then does the chat explode.

Intense changes were occurring within his body; the gentle, vast crimson energy was strengthening his physical form, and his gene locks were visibly coalescing one after another, completing in just six or seven seconds, while the energy within the gene locks underwent a qualitative leap—far thicker and more violent than before.

Twenty minutes later, he left the Wolong Mountains and arrived at the open, barren ground below where the vehicles were parked.

Officer He's face twisted into a faint bitter smile; this middle-aged man in his forties now looked nothing like his usual calm self, his anxiety unmistakable.

No matter how hard he tried to recall, he couldn't remember how he'd been knocked flying by Ye Hao. He only remembered suddenly seeing Ye Hao appear before him, then nothing.

The monkey was left to roam freely, but the other three formed a group to push the lane, while Wang Hao stayed relatively close to them, wandering the jungle to provide support.

Seeing this, Nishiyama Jiro let out a long, heavy breath—he had finally saved his brother.

The non-mainstream girl shook her head, then suddenly remembered where she was; her face flushed red, and she turned away, silently thinking, Dammit, why did I run into him again? Today I didn't even wear makeup—did he see me barefaced?

And inside this interrogation room, the police here seemed utterly unconcerned about them causing trouble—even the door was left open.

Officials would never be so ostentatious. Uncle Mo Jing, though cruel in temperament, would never tolerate extravagance or waste; he crushed corrupt officials and reduced the exploitation of commoners, striking a rough balance between his harsh policies and public welfare.

Is this avoidance of the issue of "family and friends," or avoidance of the fact that family and friends can be the same person?

"The Emperor is still in the palace—he's waiting to be rescued," the boy said, swallowing hard, forcing calm as he repeated to the man before him, his voice firm and unwavering.

They were the workshops Weber mentioned, surrounded by dense clusters of deep green shrubs; the shrubs resembled the ground-covering junipers growing everywhere, but when a few branches brushed against Hand's wrist, he felt they were much harder than normal terrestrial shrubs—more like soft needles capable of piercing skin.

"You… just wait!" the attendant spat out a threat, then helped Li Fat stumble away.

Having roamed the Demon Hunting Grounds for a hundred years, his accumulated resources were enough to carry him from First-Domain Supreme to Ninth-Domain Supreme.

Xu Changjun didn't need to ask—he knew his brother hadn't told Tao's team where he was, but he had guessed something.

The energy from the beast cores kept accumulating; the scattered Phoenix Tears began to be drawn toward them, and upon contact with the energy clusters infused with Phoenix blood, the Phoenix Tears rapidly melted and fused.

"Knock knock—" Li Cai's ear pressed against the door made the knocking sound nearly rupture his eardrums.