Chapter 80

Yet, just as they believed this place was merely an illusionary array and grew especially excited, a beastlike roar echoed into their ears from the void.

You can't confirm the presence of insecticide in the bar just by looking, and Liu Hongyun certainly couldn't openly ask the bartender—otherwise, if Wei Renwu found out, it would be extremely dangerous.

After careful comparison, Wang Ming realized that the "triangular flag" embryo inside his body was emitting a faint glow, absorbing the Emperor's Flowing Dew energy within him, and that the yellow light even pierced through the surrounding Primordial Array, revealing a strange phenomenon in his spiritual sea to the world.

Bo Yan lowered her head and bit down hard on her collarbone, tracing downward, guided by male instinct, exploring her body.

But when Lu Yi confessed to Luo Qi, Liang Tian and the other eleven immediately stared at Lu Yi with disbelief—no one had expected Lu Yi to be so bold as to confess to Luo Qi.

Bai Yi saw that Zakharov had become utterly lost in visions of his future glorious achievements, so he said nothing and quietly walked away—only when he neared the modified T-34/85 tank did he find his old friend Chen Yaoyang leaning against it, watching him with a half-smile.

Before she even stepped out of the pavilion, she stopped again, turned around, and looked at the master and servants inside.

The Lion Tribe was still very large, like a city without walls—countless houses and buildings scattered around the center.

The several black-clad men shouted a few times, apparently calling for the flag—originally intending to rush forward and rescue, but after Ahgumu said something, they lowered their heads and dared not advance further.

No sooner had they left Zixiao Palace than Kong Xuan, Jin Peng, and the Demon Monkey all wore joyful expressions, for all three had just transcended their tribulations within Zixiao Palace and attained the rank of Taiyi Golden Immortal, equal to the leaders of the Azure Emperor's Immortal Court. Gui Ling had also become a Golden Immortal, and was exceedingly delighted.

"Da Niu, just tell me straight what's going on over there—this is my father; he needs to understand the situation before he can help Tianjiang." Yelü Douha quickly said.

"I believe you, I believe you!" Yi Rui soothed her, while Yao Xi quickly turned her head to observe Yin Zhen's expression.

Zhu Tianjiang did not dare to be careless—he had Yelü Douha escort the Seventh Princess back to the side courtyard and led a squad of guards to protect Yu Er and the others. Zhan Ling, however, remained uneasy and stayed by Zhu Tianjiang's side, waiting together for Lin Feng's return.

He nearly half-carried, half-embraced her onto the vehicle; fortunately, she did not struggle—not at all—instead, she sat on the seat with unusual docility.

Cui Lin's abilities were indeed formidable—he had recruited thirty to forty members of the Tianfu Merchant Guild in just one day.

Dong Ru froze completely, then her face flushed crimson—this sudden kiss left her flustered; she could only stare at him with wide eyes, passively accepting.

Di Wuxie took a few steps toward her, finally stopping; his pale golden eyes flickered slightly. Yu Fu looked up at him, nervous, unsure of what the Prince was thinking.

"Puh—" At Yuris's earth-shattering declaration, everyone spat blood; even the icy Ninth Prince couldn't help but twitch his brow slightly.

Everyone stared at Zhu Tianjiang in astonishment, wondering what he was up to now. Zhu Tianjiang bowed repeatedly and apologized profusely; only after a long while did they realize he had misunderstood.

"While I was away on campaign, my elder brother tricked Father into issuing an imperial decree for our marriage—his methods are despicable and shameless. What use is a brother like that?" Xing An's tone remained calm and cool, yet carried a chilling edge that pierced to the bone.

Nandingge District had banned all vehicles for over a century; for decades now, it had remained perpetually overcrowded.

"Perhaps you could try clay," Xiao Mo said. He vaguely recalled that in his past life, the Qin Empire's weapons were cast using clay molds, into which molten copper was poured to form blanks, then polished.

But even if the enemy had no ambush, given the astonishing morale and past glorious victories of this cavalry unit, he had no confidence he could escape unscathed. Thus he dared not move—how could he be sure there weren't more of Zhang Fan's ambushes nearby?

Xu Lun simply didn't understand things like clan crest rings or seal rings—he stared at the ring for a long time and found it unremarkable in value; the only feeling he had was that it was extremely ancient.

The spatial repulsion within three-dimensional space alone is sufficient to form spatial rifts capable of severing nearly everything—what magnitude would the repulsion between three-dimensional and four-dimensional space reach?

But for them, it was enough—this time was sufficient for Lei Cang and the other to bring Guangyue Taozhi to the Straw Hat Alliance.

Thus, the more deeply rooted a myth or legend becomes, and the more steadfast the faith, the more likely divine miracles will descend, and the more easily mortals will hear the voice of the gods.

Zhang Xiao placed the wineglass steadily on the railing, then patted the man who stood gazing into the distance as if contemplating life—pretending to be affectionate—and turned to leave the stern deck.

Eliminating the enemy while gaining time was the ideal choice. But the problem before them was very real: the tunnel couldn't be dug quickly with just a spade—it required many methods to reinforce it, and it couldn't be too close to the surface.

Well, idols remain idols; without Zhang Yang's publicity, Lin Yiran's reserved nature would have kept her off the news entirely—how could anyone ever catch a glimpse of her splendor?

But the final outcome left Xu Wuyou and Sun Qian deeply disappointed—Zhong Qiongqi's attack achieved absolutely none of the intended effect.

Before his master departed, he had instructed him to defeat Han Dong to uphold the prestige of the Thunder Dao Sect—but now, the Sect's strongest Grand Elder might not even withstand a single blow from Han Dong.