Chapter 167: The Dao Sovereign's Personal Attendance

Boom—

Chen Mo did not hesitate in the slightest, directly detonating the four great acupoints!

The force of qi and blood erupted, his body swelling rapidly as if being inflated, propping up the blood-colored net that blotted out the sky as it descended!

Hiss—

The moment his skin touched the crimson light, it was corroded through instantly; flesh melted like tallow, exposing large stretches of jagged white bone, and a piercing, bone-biting pain made his whole body tremble ceaselessly.

At the dantian, the golden branch and jade-green leaves swayed gently, dense vitality surging

Chen Feng held Chen Ding tightly, then looked at Chen Yuanzhou and everyone present, tears of reluctance flowing from his eyes.

Time passed minute by minute; Yang Jian was also growing somewhat impatient waiting. The appointed time was ten o'clock this morning, and it was already past nine-fifty.

"Clang clang clang…" The sound of metal striking rang out continuously. The opponent was using a Japanese sword, not very long, far inferior to Ao Long's great saber. Ao Long's wide, sweeping attacks made it impossible for the opponent to close in for the moment.

Heaven and earth changed color; a terrifying, indescribably vast explosive force rapidly manifested, spreading outward in every direction with an extremely terrifying, magnificent power.

Looking up was a cave with no end in sight—he had fallen from this cave. To get out through the hundred-zhang cave he had fallen from was impossible; he could only search for another path. Walking along the riverbank, he believed that at the end of the river there must be a passage leading out.

Lei Liang withdrew his gaze, but inwardly he was full of admiration. Although this man was not particularly Gu Junqiao, that aura emanating from within was truly remarkable. One look told he was someone who had long occupied a high position.

A cloud of dust flew up; the griffon beast leader struck down with one claw, and instantly the stone shattered into powder. A violent wind rose, sand and stones flying. The griffon beast leader's remaining eye narrowed slightly.

As it gathered the energy stones from that mineral vein and absorbed them all, the acupoints within its body finally showed some signs of awakening.

What reached my ears was the faint sound of the underground river's flowing water, footsteps like crossing a minefield, and the steady, forceful breathing of the ghost. In such a quiet environment, suspicion always crept into my heart. Past experience taught me that the calm before a storm is sunshine, and the prelude to danger is silence—silence so deep that only our heartbeats remain.

Mo Qiuying said nothing; she simply did not believe Lin Shishi at all. A good-for-nothing of the five elements defying the heavens? All she could do was run her mouth.

"Well, big brother, Beirei insisted on going home, I couldn't do anything about it." Qianxi shook his head helplessly.

Actually, at that time, the successor had already grasped a portion of real power, already amounting to two masters in one nation.

After coming out and exchanging greetings with Third Brother and Fifth Brother, Jinhui truly came to appreciate her parents' painstaking intentions.

Looking out the window—now, it must be nighttime, because this is the countryside, with no light pollution from the city, so it looked very dark, leaving me unsure what time it actually was.

Seeing so many dishes, no one was more excited than the foodie Yuanyuan. He opened his big eyes wide, staring at the dishes on the table, only just barely managing not to drool. If not at my home, I am certain Yuanyuan would have gone wild eating.

"Hahaha." Xu Wen laughed: "If we had another few thousand years, perhaps there might be some possibility. But definitely not now—just look at Luofu Sect, they don't even have a single Yuanshen, and you'll know."

After a full month's time, mysterious and complex patterns appeared one after another on the Great Thousand Mirror, and the illusory figure of a youth with a delicate, comely appearance emerged upon the surface of the Great Thousand Mirror.

And the Wang family gained even greater face this time. Lady Wang was now a person inscribed on the imperial jade register, a true mistress. Thus, Eighth Master and Eighth Princess Consort held a lofty position within the entire Booi family. For them, this was not merely respect for the Wang family—it was a sign of respect from Eighth Master's household toward the entire Booi family.

The pastor also took this intelligence very seriously. Although it felt utterly incredible, she still offered a prayer at the very first moment.