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Chapter 447

~5 min read 967 words

Tension was an inevitable emotion.

Being "prepared" was merely an automatic verbal response.

Not just the body was tense.

Gan Lu’s heart pounded like a startled fawn.

The man holding his waist was none other than the top leading man of mainland cinema and television, a top-tier male star who had firmly held the male lead role in a string of major productions.

The ratings and box office he generated had left many renowned

His earlier relaxed expression had vanished without a trace, replaced by a pair of eyes that gleamed with sharp light in the darkness.

A series of crisp sounds rang out as Jianmao spilled out a pile of Sacred-tier array discs, several of which were even higher quality than the ones Yang Zhen had produced.

Liu Wei had expected the other to fly into a rage upon hearing it, thinking he was lying—but in fact, he did not.

Olivia grew more and more uneasy; she realized that as an association consultant, Zhu Jue should know the regulations, and if she truly wanted to investigate through the Archaeological Association, her own position as head of the Field Division wouldn’t help—she’d have to seek someone of Augustus’s caliber.

If Wan Quan hadn’t been wearing a life-saving artifact, that single sword strike would have killed him already.

Upon reading the screen’s words, Mu Xiaoxue gritted her teeth in fury and typed a line of text with her slender fingers.

Mu Qinghuan suddenly laughed too. “Thanks—I’ll treat you to dinner next time.” It was her way of expressing gratitude.

After uttering the words that made everyone think he had lost his mind, Chu Liu proved with action that he was not lying—he truly possessed that power.

Only those young people overflowing with restless energy, and ambitious types willing to sacrifice sleep for work connections, would be out and about at this hour.

The Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox was stunned—what manner of being was this? Was the weapon a living creature?

But his innate pride rendered all his son Chen Hong’s desperate attempts at flattery useless, earning only cold mockery and disdain.

If Fan Zhongyan were to take You Jingyan as an ally based solely on these words, then You Jingyan would be deeply disappointed.

This badge was entirely purple, emitting a faint glowing violet light; it felt incredibly smooth to the touch and was extremely hard—certainly more than ten times harder than diamond.

The Yiyuan Dao Sword was the treasured artifact of the Yiyuan Sword Sect, consisting of seventy-seven blades: forty-eight were lower-grade magical blades, and only one was a superior-grade magical mother-blade that guarded the sect’s main gate.

Yet why could it so firmly suppress him? Immortal Dao energy surged wildly, yet could not break through that single finger stained with divine power.

At this moment, Yang Xinling, amid their constant movements, regained slight consciousness; she could barely open her eyes and now clearly understood what was happening to her.

A thought could form a mountain, a thought could turn into a river—this was the phenomenon manifested upon reaching the Earth-Perfection stage; at this level, one could already be considered as possessing divine powers in the eyes of mortals.

Veterans of constant warfare always claimed they feared neither death nor life—but when the moment of suicide arrived, everyone grew timid.

“If you can’t make decisions, why come up to Tiger Head Mountain?” The chief immediately barked, his temper clearly terrible.

Zhang He’s cavalry began their charge, but the infantry within the wagon formation had already raised their crossbows and fired arrows at the cavalry. A thousand arrows shot forth at high speed, toppling many riders.

Li Changsheng had once done Lü Qingzhu a favor—the half-move “Penetrating the Nine Heavens.” Though it was done “unintentionally,” Lü Qingzhu still owed Li Changsheng a debt.

Because the club’s interior was vast and its architecture complex, rooms weren’t as easy to find as in ordinary hotels—the room numbers were randomized.

In an instant, Guo Qing’er’s nose suddenly stung, a wave of sadness rising; she rubbed her nose, pressed her lips together, hugged the thermos box, and turned back toward the internet cafe, letting out a long sigh.

As the Chaotic Legion resumed its advance, horn calls echoed from both sides of the dense forest; the Wild Knights, under full cover from the forest scouts, launched an outward assault, followed closely by the Elven Dance Warriors—all charging soldiers instantly received various shield enchantments.

Estimating the time, if no major issues arose, the plane should land on schedule.

No trust existed between different races; horrific racial conflicts occurred daily here.

The plot had not yet begun; Bai Sheng needed this child from Cao Miao Village to gain legitimate status within the Qingyun Sect before he could learn its profound Qingyun Dao techniques.

“What are you doing? Why are you arresting me? Do you know who I am? I’m the son of the president of Kobe Steel! If you treat me like this, you’ll regret it—let me go immediately!” But no matter how Kawanishi Saku shouted, the police ignored him completely.

Inside a naval vessel, Xiao Yi shouted loudly to Deng Yue. They were currently filming the scene where Deng Yue’s character, the naval captain, argued with the ambassador over whether to rescue compatriots.

Sun Xuan struggled up the slope, pausing frequently to wipe sweat from his brow, glancing around with a look of anxiety on his face.

Killing Intent Surge: Consumes mental energy to dramatically activate latent power within the character’s bloodline, enhancing strength, constitution, and speed. Current level: 6. When activated, all attributes increase by 70%, duration: 60 seconds, cooldown: 15 minutes.

If the origin lies there, then there’s no need to pursue the source of the Void Extinction River.

He casually chose an empty table and began observing the people around him.

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