Chapter 479: Innate Eight Trigrams, Transformation God Dharma Assembly

A group of people stood on Ten Thousand Immortals Island, craning their necks in anticipation, waiting for Zhang Shijie to come out of seclusion.

Every innate divine ability was extraordinary.

Take Zheng Fa's three divine abilities, for instance:

The Positive-Negative Five Elements Divine Light had been applied by him to the study of spiritual materials, laying the foundation for the Jiushan Sect's weapon-refining industry.

If one added the Rainbow-Transforming Method, combined with the Flying Car Gang's advanced tactical concepts—Zheng Fa could almost stand in an invincible position in a magical duel: whether he'd win was uncertain, but losing was very hard.

As for the great

However, the more Francis acted this way, the more Fang Xu hoped he had simply been overthinking earlier.

Zhong Wan Yan Beiya saw that Mr. Fengzhang did not wish to explain, so she did not press further. Hearing that they were to request His Majesty to bestow a marriage, even she, who was always forthright, flushed slightly.

Afterward, Feng Ling'er excitedly began repeating the motions of pressing the trigger points from earlier. Given Feng Ling'er's memory and that of the several mechanism spell-artisans and seal-breaking masters, repeating those forty-eight steps should not be difficult.

"What?" The Three Saints of Mingcheng also lost their composure at this moment, because they too discovered that their cultivation had plummeted directly from the original Mahayana stage to the current Core Formation stage.

"Sorry, if it weren't for me…" Listening to Nachtheil's words, Mine lowered her head in dejection.

Hanhan's eyes shone as she said, "Master, go for it!" She simply hadn't realized that Gu Feng was no match for the opponent.

They hadn't expected Xia Hou Ce to strike first on his side, causing them heavy losses, so they couldn't blame themselves for acting.

This was hardly surprising—Liang Duan was one of the three great geniuses of the Liang family; though his character was nothing special, his talent was indeed not bad.

Shui Yanran looked up and saw Ye Tianyu come in, and the fury she had just vented surged up again uncontrollably—this man was utterly shameless, daring to ruin her reputation like that.

A mage's strength cannot be separated from the soul; Hanhan, through her own efforts, obtained a heaven-grade cultivation technique: the Soul Ascending Art.

"Yet the ministers of the court were unwilling to settle on one…" Xiong Jing had not deceived them; he was merely stating facts.

Xiao Yumin watched their intimate appearance—she had never seen such faint tenderness on his face. How could she not hate? Her gaze toward Ji Zili grew even more venomous.

"Why have you changed clothes?" Zeyan's cultivation was profound; his lapse lasted only an instant before he opened his mouth to ask.

Liu Hongjun breathed a sigh of relief—others had already started cursing. Si Chengxu, where was your 'casting a brick to get a jade gem'? You threw a boulder and blocked the road entirely. How are we supposed to push our own people like this?

September 1st was the day school opened. Before dawn, Principal Zhu Changle had already arrived at the school. The reason he came so early was that he was happy, so happy he couldn't sleep. Why?

When Tang Huang first made contact with these people, he selectively told them, with half-truths and concealment, about the items needed for DEVA's subsequent evolution and the changes in the world.

Liu Xu could not help but size up the senior brother before him—his bearing was dashing, and every gesture revealed strength and valor, which made Liu Xu take an instant liking to him.

After activating optical stealth, radar stealth, anti-infrared scanning, and thermal scanning systems, the fleet vanished completely from Tang Huang's field of view in just a few seconds.

But this was also expected—after all, the New Year was only five days away, which meant the world's largest population migration had already begun. As the most important hub, Jingcheng would naturally, during this period, be so jammed you wouldn't want to leave the house.

"The one in line is the hammer-wielder!! Besides, I feel this whole thing is him playing tricks!! The one using the hammer isn't Han Li at all! Why don't you use your brains?!" The middle-aged man's tone was quite urgent.

"Just the two of us, then we can drink." Tang Jun showed no avoidance of the crowd, with no intention of softening at all.

For Ling Yuan, this kind of soul-tormenting thing was harder to bear than that straightforward kind of fear. Everyone should hold such a view, unless they were utterly indifferent to the people nearby or the matter.