Chapter 480: The Unification of Three Methods: The Xuanwei New Technique

Not only Yan Wushuang, but everyone present, at the very least Nascent Soul cultivators, had clearly understood the flaws of the Three Methods.

After Xie Qingxue finished speaking, each of them frowned, turning their gaze toward Zheng Fa at the main seat, their expressions grim; the earlier enthusiasm had quietly faded.

Yan Wushuang understood that by now, a thought had quietly entered everyone’s mind:

Could these people, among themselves, create a new method?

It was not that these people undervalued themselves—indeed, the Demon Sect

In the end, she stopped thinking about it so much, opened her eyes, and saw that the Zhuge Wizard still maintained his previous posture; she felt an inexplicable curiosity.

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From the initial location where the jade pendant was found to the series of events that followed, Yin Hongling could easily imagine how all of it had come to pass.

Around her were still her Shenyi Clan members; in her hand she held a dagger, and everyone urged her to stab it into Nangong Jingxuan’s chest.

Violent lightning surged wildly, yet could never reach Lei En; under the power of Observation Haki, Lei En moved as calmly as if strolling through a garden, weaving between the bolts of thunder.

Time always slips away unnoticed, and on this day, on a calm and sunny sea, seven or eight warships crossed the ocean and arrived near the Wolf Valley’s waters.

After the World Cup ended, England’s staff returned to England and sold off various harmless team secrets; some slightly over-the-line news stories were also sold.

But Jiang Rumei was different—he could not act so irresponsibly; the old master did not yet know.

Chen rubbed his nose, feeling awkward; in his past life, he had sat in the host’s seat, but in this life, he had been ousted and imprisoned, sealed within this underground cavern.

Though the door was tightly shut, Bonis could still hear the occasional feminine shouts and the clashing sounds of blades striking from within the cultivation chamber.

Lin Yu stared blankly at the empty space before him; long moments passed before he wiped the tears from his face and murmured repeatedly, “I ask not to be without guilt before heaven, only to be without guilt in my heart…” until he had no strength left to repeat it, and collapsed into sleep.

If you have ever done them a favor, under any circumstances, they will always find a way to repay you.

Dong Yixin took a long while before picking up his clothes and running behind a large tree to change. Du Qianjie smiled silently, then extended his soul force to its maximum, remaining vigilant for any movement around him.

Her mouth gaped wide, her face pressed tightly against the ground; a pool of blood lay beneath her. In my view, it was likely from her forehead striking the ground after falling, causing bleeding—but this was not the critical cause of death.

Precisely because of this situation, in recent years, very few people still believed in religious sects.

Mu Qingzi, who had been sitting inside the wooden cabin, had merely thought Yu Mu was frail and had not examined her constitution; now, hearing her speak this way, he was surprised and looked at her more carefully, then asked her to extend her hand so he could take her pulse.

Afterward came the banquet prepared by the Flame Tribe; the hosts and guests enjoyed themselves thoroughly. During the feast, Chain Hammer expressed the entire tribe’s reverence for Du Qianjie and the others, as well as their hope for the eventual unification of Nonli Continent.

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“What?” Hearing this, everyone was startled, immediately turning their gazes toward the newly projected world map.

Looking at the bed, where Hanzo wore the doting expression of an elder toward his grandchildren—not, wait, the expression of a doting grandfather—the guards present chose to forget the scene.

Fu Jincheng pressed forward relentlessly; Lin Xingxin retreated in terror, until finally with nowhere left to flee, she was forced to endure everything Fu Jincheng inflicted upon her.