Chapter 376

At the same time, Qiao Feng unleashed the second technique of his Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms: he pulled his palms back, and amid a dragon's roar that shook heaven and earth, the air currents twisted into two spirals, within which the sky's spilled liquor transformed into two wine dragons, roaring like furious beasts as they surged toward Qiao Feng.

They certainly had no such data-driven concept as "experience," yet inexplicably, they found their cultivation base increasing.

Whether or not it truly had to do with the name, after changing to "Heavenly Dao Sect," they indeed ceased suffering disasters and began to enjoy smooth sailing.

Xu Fan clearly noticed the guard's gaze at him was peculiar—confusion, admiration, and even a hint of pity?

"Sorry, having brothers isn't impressive, but having a rich brother? You can do whatever you want!" Wang Nan handed his removed coat directly to the arriving housekeeping robot.

Huang's squad leader's face turned instantly pale, his eyes frozen in utter terror, his body involuntarily bending forward.

Long Shou's mind unconsciously recalled several past incidents—he had indeed clashed with Ye Hao before, and lost.

"Sister Teng, I know what to do. By the way, if I need personnel later, you must assign them to me promptly," Luo Yang said.

Not long after, in our village, Zhang the Butcher's mother reached the three-year mark since her death, and he asked my grandfather to exhume her bones.

On Moli 's side, though she had used her skills in the fight with the bearded man, she still sustained minor injuries—luckily, Hu Sisi arrived in time.

"Ye Mo, where did you get your necklace?" Huang Zitao's gaze had been glued to the necklace on Ye Mo's chest since she entered the room, never leaving it.

With this first wave of attacks over, Randal's side was struck repeatedly, some severely wounded.

Instantly, Su Mo's exaggerated laughter filled the courtyard; she slammed down her teacup, even more delighted.

Lin Ziyah looked back at the Sistine Chapel with reluctance—rarely did she come to this holy site, and she hadn't even seen all the artworks or taken enough photos. What a pity.

Since Liu Yi decided to hold this position, their days grew dull: apart from occasional sparring among themselves, they merely cultivated alone within the city, utterly devoid of excitement.

"There's another here—that's you. By the way, what's your name? We can't keep calling you 'Granny' forever," Chen Cheng asked the old woman beside him. He held no goodwill toward the old woman who had once tried to kill him.

"Sorry, I dislike souls without fighting spirit," General Zhen Guo said, his expression unchanged, still smiling.

Though he intended to reopen the primordial heavens and earth, he would never accept his own annihilation and Dao's extinction.

"Yes, Third Elder!" Several sturdy men responded, then grabbed ropes and headed toward Sword Spring.

The strange man before me cackled: "Such a fair, tender child—surely delicious. Cackling… let Spider Grandpa take a good look…" He finished by crouching low and crawling forward on all fours, resembling a spider missing legs, his face even more spider-like, his giant pincers snapping open and shut.

Li Biechuan returned from training, passing Hu Shen's office; his steps hesitated. His sister-in-law looked heartbroken—was this really the boss's fault?

Look at Fu Yao—how could she not know she was four months pregnant! I'm utterly exasperated with her.

While they were still astonished by Director Xiang's speed, an even more jaw-dropping scene unfolded.

Originally they had planned to wait and observe, but now plans changed—if they waited any longer, the things inside Immortal Heaven would be beyond their reach.

Now that Fourth Master was no longer in the garden, even if he were, he wouldn't support Lu Shi.

Su Yi saw the private message from the foodie Yu, slightly curled his lips, and swiftly replied on the public channel.

Yu's tears flowed uncontrollably; she rolled up her sleeve to show Yu—her arm bore dark bruises.

"I get it! I get it! I'll go!" The fat senior brother answered like a contestant in a prize quiz, racing to respond before the other could change his mind.

I truly don't understand why the other side is rushing the trial so desperately—from filing suit against his wife and Ruan Lizhen to the court hearing, less than a day passed.

With a bang, the Supreme God of Xiling ultimately failed to unleash his long-prepared strike; instead, Jin Feng's sword slashed across the god's silver shield, sparking a shower of sparks.

He now understood why the Supreme God of Xiling was nearly out of control with rage—likely utterly disappointed: his own disciple, whom he had raised for ten years, had dared to harbor forbidden feelings toward him.

The giant leopard, seeing this, paced a few steps, let out a mournful howl, then vanished into the moonlight. Jin Feng caught only a fleeting black shadow—yet that instant brought a wave of eerie familiarity, jolting him into stunned silence.

After New Year's Day, Bo Yan's next return to Jingcheng should be during the New Year holidays; since this period was dull, Bo Ci joined her professor on an archaeological expedition to Xi'an.

She could not forget the despair and terror in his innocent eyes. Looking at the unchanged room, listening to the night watchman's drum outside—it was already the third watch. Chu Yunlian couldn't sleep, so she got up to check on Xiao'er.

The Royal Tank Battalion, however, held its own against repeated battles with German armored units, and thus earned the nickname "Fox Hunters," for they were craftier, sharper, and more aggressive than Rommel—the "Desert Fox."