Chapter 548: The King cannot be humiliated; the embryonic form of the Dao

Amon was struck with terror. Aside from his consciousness, which could still function, all his other transcendent powers, physical instincts, and even the individual might of a Sixth Rank Breakthrough+ were all locked down by the abruptly appearing "Dharma-Transmitting Heavenly Venerate, Klein."

"You? What about you?"

"What are you expecting?"

The "Dharma Domain: Three Inches in the Palm is the Human World," condensed within three inches of Klein's palm, contained the principle that "techniques cannot be used simultaneously." With a single move of magic prohibition, he temporarily reduced Amon to a cripple.

Given how many times Qi Jiajia had suffered grievances at her hands, she knew that as long as Qi Jiajia tasted even a little bit of sweetness in front of her, Qi Jiajia would be unable to resist coming to show off.

"This... this isn't me being aloof, and I have nothing to be aloof about. It's just, I don't know why, I just feel like I can't accept it." Zhao Yuan was also very anxious.

Seeing Zhou Yan's behavior, Father Zhou was so furious that he smashed his wine bowl on the ground, giving Zhou Yan a huge fright.

He casually found a shop and bought an ordinary long spear with a poplar wood shaft and an iron tip. There were less ordinary spears, such as those made of pure iron, but they were too heavy; a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy could not afford to use one.

"This? Is it water?" Qin Chuyu covered her mouth in surprise, her face full of disbelief, with joy mixed into her astonishment.

Ignoring the sidelong glances, Su Yu stepped inside with Nalan Yanran, and with a few light taps of his feet, he leapt into the ancient forest filled with an archaic aura.

By comparison, Yu Caiwei's acting was much clumsier. She appeared extremely unnatural, but she barely managed to handle the situation.

Qiqi and Hanye both walked over to see what Jiang Fan was doing. They were all treasure hunting, hoping to obtain some good items.

If given to mortals, they might be able to rely on this pure water for generations. Even if wars raged incessantly, dynasties changed, and river courses shifted, the water source formed by this single drop would never run dry.

The Human Demon suddenly felt as if a wall were blocking him from behind, preventing him from retreating. He knew that it was the Yin Wind Palm of the Bone Yin Wind, an air wall erected behind him to block his path of retreat.

The Eight Immortals did not enter the village; they sat under a Chinese banyan tree outside the village, leaning against it to wait for dawn.

Chen Baiyi hurriedly followed to the door, only to find that the four Shar-Pei dogs in the courtyard had all vomited blood and died. He immediately recalled that someone had thrown a few bones into the courtyard during the day, causing the Shar-Peis to bark incessantly, and he had even cursed at them at the time. Recalling this now, a chill couldn't help but creep into his heart.

The intense sounds of fighting ceased. "Chasing Wind Sword" Li Rou retreated. In just this short bout of fighting, they had already exchanged forty-nine rounds.

By the moonlight, Chen Baiyi looked carefully and saw that the revealed content was "Chen Baiyi Salt Person Registry also Liu De," and behind it, one could faintly discern that the folded part seemed to be "Six Iron Horses," and further on, it was illegible.

"The orchids are about picked; let's return to Wangyue City first," Ling Chen said to the group, looking at his backpack full of orchids.

No one was too surprised; after all, most people had predicted before the match that Duoyue Peak would win.

Zhan Yueming's expression changed instantly; he never expected that Guan Mingzhu could actually say such a thing.

However, at this moment, this handsome man looked truly wretched. It was evident that he was injured, and quite severely; his left shoulder was stained crimson with blood. When he ran, not only was his gait staggering, but his breathing was also completely chaotic. Under the moonlight, his pale complexion and terrified expression appeared exceptionally miserable.

The three magic treasures revealing flowing light had already been upgraded to the Fourth Grade. The Fourth Grade was almost like a different level compared to the Third Grade. Depending on the attributes of the magic treasure, the area around it would emit light corresponding to its nature—for example, blue light for water and red light for fire.

In Lu Qingyu's eyes, two intense white halos of light were currently condensed and unmoving, firmly shrouding the dual-colored flames in his palm, as he cautiously controlled the delicate balance between the two fires. **CHAPTER 549**