Chapter 388: Dharma Transmission Samadhi, Azure Feather Phoenix, Sole Arbiter of Eternity

The war to strangle the "God's" chess pieces within the "Promotion Assessment" has come to an end.

The number of dungeons opened simultaneously in the "Evolution Paradise" is countless, and there are no few cases similar to Meng Yi's.

Some high-end players finished earlier than Meng Yi, others are still resisting, and some haven't even begun.

Countless chess pieces have gathered, and in the end, the "outcome" is shifting toward the side of the "God's" defeat.

If the "Heavenly King Pangu" had not made a move, then...

Ruan Qingning is a very sensitive person. As soon as she got home, she discovered something in her mother's gaze toward her that made her feel a chill in her heart. Suppressing the sudden unease sprouting in her heart, she greeted her mother, returned to her bedroom, and closed the door.

Her fingers slid down from Lu Ling's forehead, traced across his high-bridged nose, and she raised a finger to gently tap the tip of the nose of the already fast-asleep Lu Ling. Ruan Qingning's hand finally came to rest on Lu Ling's shoulder.

"What?" Struck dead-center by the eye-daggers that Ruan Qingning considered fierce but were actually quite cute, Lu Ling was filled with bewilderment. Who could tell him why the topic had suddenly veered in this direction? What had he done wrong? He had helped provide cover and still got scolded... Was there anyone more wronged than him?

Looking at the smiling face before it, the Rock Ape wished it could smash him to pieces, but missing its right arm, its combat power had plummeted, and it was simply no match for him.

"What do we do now?" Seeing Kun Yu wake up, Tan Chen asked for his opinion subconsciously, perhaps because she could not use her spiritual power, or perhaps because Kun Yu usually appeared overly powerful.

She looked at Feng Feisha, whose eyes were still bloodshot, feeling a bit worried. She did not know what kind of psychological impact it would have on her after experiencing so many things in the illusion.

Little did she know, although she had already thrown away the inner core, she had secretly kept its aura, perhaps waiting to find it again next time. Without needing to experience too many things, some things were already obviously sufficient.

At the second-floor window of Fengtang Pavilion, Qing Xie and Li Sheng were stuck together, happening to see Bai Tang and Hei Shao running around hand-in-hand downstairs.

"Let's go, go back and think of another way!" This elder who had faced off against Yu Fei did not continue to attack him, because he knew he could not take Yu Fei down. He had to retreat first, then find another way to seize Yu Fei's divine sword. As for these people from the imperial family, they couldn't even be bothered to kill them.

It was just as well that everyone was truly hungry; since the food was so unpalatable, they might as well make do and finish their respective portions.

Jin rubbed his chin against her soft hair, as if rubbing a piece of smooth, comfortable satin.

This voice was deep and resonant, as if someone were striking a bell. One could tell at once that the internal force was profound. Upon hearing the voice, the three ghosts all fell and sat on the ground.

Jiang Xihong's heart collapsed; she could no longer control her emotions, and with no time to care about the gazes of others, she slumped onto the table and began to wail loudly.

After the banquet, Cheng Xin went to find Cheng Nan, saying that Ke Hua was the person he had been missing all along, and hoped Cheng Nan would grant them her blessing.

After climbing for only a short while, Wu Liang began to ache until his whole body went limp, covered in sweat.

"Who cares how others live? I think it's a miracle that I've survived until now." Fatty thought for a moment, felt sleepy, and went to sleep.

"No, you won't feel pain when you've fainted." Although he said this, when Zhao Ling poured the salt water over him all at once, Ji Shenxiu still closed his eyes and let out a few howls.

Unexpectedly, Gu Mingjue did not leave because of her cold face; instead, he picked her up horizontally.

Cousin Chu took off her coat in front of that person. Her crimson lips carried a trace of dissatisfied mockery.

Hearing this, she subconsciously raised her head to look, and then she saw that, a bit higher up, there was indeed something that looked like a mirror. ### CHAPTER 389