Chapter 316

"Ranking the gangsha qi?" Xiao Yuying asked after hearing Zheng Fa's idea. "What's the point?"

In Zhang Shijie's courtyard, not only was Zheng Fa present, but Zhang Shijie and Xiao Yuying were seated as well, along with Pang Shu, Yuan Laotou, and others—all listening intently to the two.

Zheng Fa's Core Formation concerns not just himself, but is intimately tied to the rise and fall of the Nine Mountains Realm.

Everyone regarded it with great seriousness.

In the past, the Xuanwei Realm's understanding of gangsha qi

Upon arriving at the villa's parlor, he saw a stout middle-aged man happily eating braised duck.

Jiu Xin Nai finally realized she had been tricked by Zhang Ye, and her face flushed red.

Sneaking beneath the tree, Yun Longtian drew his battle blade, adjusted his grip, and slashed directly at the trunk; as the bone blade swung, a meter-long blade aura erupted, delivering three swift strikes that severed the thick trunk, causing the giant tree to lose its root support.

Sword shadows rained down furiously on the Rift-Split Earth Dragon, fierce and deadly, yet inflicted no damage—only pushing the creature's body back.

As Lin Tian prepared to leave Zhileng City, hundreds of cultivators appeared in the sky—all under the Bu family's command.

Under everyone's astonished gazes, Zhang Ye casually rubbed his neck and spread his arms as if nothing had happened.

Though Ye Lei had not fully recovered, his restless nature made spending over a year confined to a wheelchair the greatest torment imaginable.

The beast's fur stood on end, emitting streams of gold-red light like flames; its physique bore some resemblance to a cheetah.

"Soon, countless meteorites will fall from the sky. You'll handle smashing them—I want to see how much you've grown!" Bai Huzi lifted a bowl of wine, drained it in one gulp, and burst into loud laughter.

Hulü Guang, of the Hulü clan, courtesy name Mingyue, was of the Gaoche tribe; both he and his father Hulü Jin were renowned generals of the age. Even at seventeen, Hulü Guang had already distinguished himself on the battlefield and earned Gao Huan's favor.

"Huh? Where are Huang Dao and Yao Xianzi?" the beast-pelted giant asked after taking his seat.

This talisman employs the principles of the Eight Trigrams; once successfully drawn, the malevolent entity cannot harm a human body for five minutes.

Beneath the solitary moon, Guozhou City lay steeped in silence, the long moonlight gilding the ancient town in silver.

My grandmother's will, left by the old man, was something my two uncles couldn't challenge—but after her seventh-day memorial passed, strange things began: every night at midnight, she appeared in my dreams, relentlessly slapping me.

Xiao Yan held a menu in hand but did not flip through it; he merely smiled faintly at the mother and son seated before him.

Originally drawn by the grandeur of the King of the Underworld's Palace, Xue Yitong had been curious and eager to see the legendary Ghost Market. But today, she discovered it was merely a hollow inside a ten-thousand-year-old locust tree.

This forgetfulness nearly cost Xue Jingshuan, the sole male heir of the Xue family, his life! And now Xue Yitong realized her punishment for going out had only just begun.

Hei Wuchang gripped his soul-snatching chain, his chest brimming with a century's accumulated rage, with no outlet.

Dyeing techniques in this era were extremely crude; colors bled badly. Any patterned garment that got wet would have its threads bleed into one another, turning into a muddy mess, unfit to wear.

What was Xu Fan's strength? As Chairman of the Dark Council, the black-robed elder had seen at a glance: he was at the peak of the Zhiwei Realm.

Xu Fan and Li Long were both profoundly mysterious—even Xia Hengzhou could not locate Li Long's hiding place.

Yun Hao and Shen Bi parted ways; then Yun Hao turned, fixing Duan Zhen with a cold, mocking smile, his pupils flashing with icy light.