Chapter 797: Helpless Heaven's Will

Helpless Heaven's Will

With this kind of attack power paired with his extremely high attack speed, it was impossible not to produce explosive output.

In the evening, Deng Zhiqiang came back from basketball practice. His father, Deng Ming, was sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed in rest. He greeted his father, then went to the dining room, where the meal was already prepared. Since his father disapproved of him playing basketball, the two mostly did not eat together, but today, unprecedentedly, the bowls and chopsticks had not been touched.

Li Hao naturally had no objections to any of this. After receiving the contract, he pushed everything off onto them and let them go find it themselves.

Whether it was agreement or rejection, none of that mattered. What mattered was that the day to finally hold one's head high had come at last.

After Ivan settled everyone in, he left, saying he would help inquire about the whereabouts of Jian Yi's group along the way.

At first, he only wanted to see how long Li Hao could keep running, but after being provoked like this by Li Hao, he suddenly no longer wanted to give Li Hao another chance. He would seize this moment to kill him, then go find Hestia.

The Cangjiu Tribe was the strongest among the many tribes attached to the Crane Clan. Even the Crane Clan was unwilling to truly offend them, lest they lose such a powerful ally.

But this time, he himself was the first to panic. Because he saw countless eyes, making this move that was originally swift as the wind and clean and crisp impossible to execute.

She hadn't expected that the class she taught would achieve better and better results. At a time like this, good results could boost self-confidence.

"Then what do we do now? If they really can't hold out, we'll have to deploy troops," Zhang Debiao said, looking at Hu Hao.

Sitting by the hospital bed, Xu Fang looked at Shi Lei on the bed, her clouded eyes welling with a layer of tears. Though she didn't know why this had happened, in her heart she desperately wanted Shi Lei to wake up.

"Yes, Young Master." Sha Jin immediately ordered two sharp-witted escort heads to attend to the Young Master properly.

It was enough to kill any cultivator below the Divine Emperor. Even an ordinary early-stage Divine Emperor would be injured.

Seeing that white light soaring into the sky, blotting out the sun and moon, transforming into the shape of a great blade—even without having witnessed a mortal sage execute the Dao of Immortal-Slaying, one could guess a thing or two.

The old man reminded them, since an auction ultimately went to the highest bidder. If the sect master of the Martial Sect wanted to obtain it, he would still need to raise his bid.

Huo Yunxie narrowed his eyes, seeing through Bo Xun's intent. He sneered coldly in his heart but made no offensive move.

He shifted the blanket aside, lay down, and began thinking about Maozi's situation. Maozi never caused trouble—what kind of person would mess with him like this? It was hard to accept that someone who was always grinning would bash himself dead against a wall. Something must have happened in between—something we overlooked?

Since Deborah was present, he decided to completely shatter Howard's psychological defenses, so that they could manipulate him at will.

"How is this possible, how is this possible!" His Majesty shouted again, then sat down in his own chair as though he had lost his soul.

Su Yang's wicked smile made that arrogant lackey begin to feel a little uncertain. But when he looked up at his young master Dofeit, he found that Dofeit's expression remained as placid as a still well, utterly unchanged.

More crucially, the injuries Tong Xuan had previously sustained from their successful attack now seemed to have largely recovered.

Ru Lan saw Zhan Zhao nod and silently let out a breath of relief. It wasn't that she was heartless, but at this moment the most critical thing was to handle Lord Bao's affairs properly. This was Zhan Zhao's greatest knot in his heart; everything else could wait.

Xu Wen gave a cold laugh. With a wave of his hand, the Thunder Tribulation Secret Realm crashed down with suppressive force. With a crackle, the phantom of the eyeball instantly dissipated.

As he spoke, Li Wuxiao waved his grand hand. All the demon soldiers within the City of Shadows—roughly three thousand or more—charged out and surrounded the plaza tightly.

"I think so too." The Third Generation had previously seen the special kunai made by Ye Zang. He was quite knowledgeable and recognized at a glance that Ye Zang was using the Flying Thunder God technique. Though it felt slightly different, that spatial fluctuation was definitely it.

Thus, when Miao Ruolan led Shen Peiyao and the others into the Nine Heavens Illusion Realm, it caused another wave of panic. Miao Ruolan inevitably had to explain to them once more. Upon learning the truth of the matter, Shen Peiyao was simply prostrate with admiration for this grandmother of hers.

Ying Lei and Lin Ziyan had naturally both deliberately thrown their flying knives to the ground. They were both rational, sensible young people. Knowing full well that their aim was inaccurate, they naturally wouldn't actually stab people at random—they were just trying to scare the old man.

Regarding Miao Ruolan's joking words, Zhan Xuelin wisely chose not to explain. He only gave a gentle smile and said, "I'll go find you something to eat," then walked out.

The two of them were clearly somewhat emotional as well. Xu Shi still maintained a slight reserve, but Guishou had already rushed forward, embracing those burly men in a cluster.

These five light words rumbled like thunder in Qin Yibai's ears. His heart surged and churned, and for a moment he felt a complex mix of emotions.

Supporting himself as he turned, he slipped out of the black-clad men's line of sight, then collapsed brilliantly from atop the city tower.

He roared loudly, as if to roar out all the pent-up gloom in his heart, then charged madly toward the upper level of the secret chamber! He instinctively wanted to leave this narrow, enclosed space.

On this point, Qin Yibai was not being overconfident. Ever since he had completely fused with the power of the Immortal Realm, within this Immortal Realm, he was heaven, he was the law governing all things. Every matter in the Immortal Realm—as long as he wished to know it, no one could stop him.

"Wind God Sword Art, First Form: Wind God Rises." Belsathus held his sword with one hand, murmuring incantations. The enormous flying sword he had released suddenly began to flicker continuously, its green glow growing brighter and brighter.

Shen Qixia heard the self-reproach in Zhang Ruyun's words. Out of heartfelt concern, she couldn't bear to say anything that might wound his spirit. Though she was ordinarily an exceedingly clever person, for the moment she didn't know what words to use to comfort him.