Chapter 368: The Escaping Mountain Peak! One Sword Decides Victory!

Almost instantly, the spiritual senses of these great masters probed the main gate of the mountain sect.

As expected, the eight large characters on the gate now radiated brilliant golden light, especially the two characters 【Mountain Peak】—they trembled violently, as if…

Trying to flee!

…

In the scene, not only did the great masters from Shanzhou inside the hall sense something was amiss, but even the spectators around the Sword Debate Platform noticed something was wrong.

Especially those like Mo Zhuchuan, who themselves belonged to…

Seeing Shi Liang's indeed sharp-eyed and handsome appearance, Zhao Chong couldn't help but think inwardly: It seems that even without me, that emperor who always strays would inevitably wear green anyway.

Zhou Yuan said this partly to let Xu Feng know they weren't fools, that they knew what he intended to do, and would certainly be on guard against him.

Tie Shuangshuang stuck her finger hard into Lin Buchi's forehead, then turned and walked out of the bathhouse.

The robot prodigy said: "He's wearing the world's most advanced diving suit." "What is this diver searching for?" Meng Di whispered.

During the final climactic duel, Zhan Chu further leveraged his calm advantage; his opponent kept making mistakes, allowing him to win easily.

Xu Jingxin saw her also coming to play with a child, thought nothing of it, and earnestly introduced his wife and child.

After observing that the more than twenty soldiers remained unharmed, Hitoshi Suda concluded the Chinese troops had likely withdrawn, and there should be no Chinese garrison left in the position—but the corpses scattered across the battlefield repeatedly reminded everyone that launching a rash attack would only cost lives.

After fully adapting for two or three minutes, he pulled open the large drawer, moved stiffly toward the wall, and took down a white lab coat, draping it over his bare body.

Science writer Li Renhui said that underground rivers form most abundantly in limestone strata, accounting for 70% of all underground rivers. Subterranean rivers commonly follow structural fractures and fissures, controlling their distribution patterns and directional flow.

The Su family villa was eerily silent; Su Qingjun and Su's father sat quietly in the living room, neither speaking.

After this test, Huan Meng and the others no longer frequently unleashed their primordial power; after all, they had just condensed their primordial essence, and the twenty strands of primordial power they had copied and transformed had already consumed a quarter.

However, Chen Feng's excitement didn't last long. The hundred-tooth fish, frozen in ice, gave a light twitch—as if the ice didn't exist—and slipped free. Compared to the hundred-tooth fish's grace, the green-eyed snake clearly felt anger at the sudden ice; as it emerged with the fish, its tail lashed violently against the ice, producing a crisp crack.

The queen no longer pressured the old woman, instead turning her gaze to the letter in her hand, her fingers trembling slightly. She had long harbored a certain premonition inside, but she had refused to think about it—now, the letter's contents, she had nearly guessed already; yet before opening it, she still clung to hope.

Cao Dongjian leapt up from the sofa like a flash and slapped his son across the face again, then frantically shoved him toward the door.

Ling Yun nodded; since Ning Lingyu could use her water-controlling power to manipulate two water dragons swirling in the air, summoning a dozen water swords was well within his expectations.

Accompanied by the narration and various murals, Bai Yuling had already grasped the grand history of this world.

Ling Yun's smiling gaze happened to meet Kong Xiuru's; his eyes held gratitude, encouragement, and a hint of teasing that made Kong Xiuru's heart flutter.

For the one who had nearly stolen his name, Ling Zhoutian had not an ounce of patience—especially since the former Ling Zhoutian had once been a primordial-level powerhouse; how could these ordinary mortals dare provoke him? Let alone strike at him.

Then Ling Zhoutian vanished from the pale blue space; when he opened his eyes again, he found himself beside a field, and he felt this transition was utterly miraculous.