Chapter 179

"It's been a long time, Little Duoduo."

Yu Leyao reached out and gently patted Duoduo's small head.

"Sister Yao, where did you go?"

As Duoduo asked, her voice carried a hint of tears.

"Sister said you wouldn't understand—it was just a trip to a very far place," Yu Leyao said.

Yu Leyao was a very beautiful girl, with a graceful figure, flowing long hair, and an excellent aura—but her face was pale, utterly devoid of color.

A few days ago, Li Zhanglin fought Cheng Hui in Shanghai; back then, Li Zhanglin easily defeated Cheng Hui, who possessed sixteen Dragon Powers, but many noticed that Li Zhanglin's physical capacity had already reached its limit.

In an instant, several astonishing auras awakened on the planet Mars; these auras held their breath, as if listening to teachings, and after a while, the massive energies vanished one by one like beams of light, dissolving into thin air.

These beasts clearly possessed cultivation at the Transformation Realm level, but Li Zhanglin's current physical strength far surpassed that level, so he paid them no mind.

The alliances representing various factions within the Wei Rank also shifted: Xie An and Liu Laofei formed one camp, Huan Xuan's Jingzhou army formed another, Sima Zhao and Wang Gong were temporarily grouped together, and besides Wei Jie, only Sima Daizi stood alone as a separate camp.

Perhaps someone might believe a Zun Jing cultivator, but the true qi power of a Dao Lord Realm cultivator—how terrifying it is!

At that moment, Qiu Yingying suddenly felt a strong desire to go home; the Li family was simply too terrifying—she never wanted to experience this again.

Almost instantly, my original plan changed: on top of that, I would kill Niu Beidou.

But the system task imposed a time limit on him, giving him an unnecessary sense of urgency, which made him deeply annoyed.

"But if it really goes like this, won't we end up getting nothing?" Li Yu cared most about whether he could complete his mission—failing the old man's task would be terrible.

"Your Highness, Wei Jie has one more request!" At the moment of parting, Wei Jie suddenly spoke to Sima Daizi.

Song Yisheng was no easy target; otherwise, why would the Emperor have gone to such lengths to protect his life?

Only the protagonist could receive such treatment—someone with no scheming could survive until the end, even become a hero; this speaks volumes about the importance of the protagonist's aura.

Han Tao heard this with great joy, feigned an opening, and turned his horse to ride back; but how could Li Jin allow that? He refused to let go.

On the planet's northern hemisphere, Dragon City began constructing a new settlement within a fifty-kilometer radius.

Tang Huang stared at the terrifying apocalyptic scene on the display screen and roared in fury inside his mind at the artifact spirit.

The Xiahe Alliance's opponents were not entirely powerless; Tang Huang had made thorough preparations regarding the origin of the Qiju Zi and any other possible anomalies.

"Since the first event is mathematics, who will offer the second challenge?" Liu Xu asked, looking at Prince Prindon and his group.

Next, they found a place to stay in the city; Ling Xiao slept that night but, unusually, did not dream of that immortal sister.

"Brother, don't you want to change into a pair of athletic shorts?" Seeing Liu Xu's attire—even though it was loose sportswear—it wasn't athletic shorts, and still affected performance.

In the blink of an eye, Li Tian had transformed into a refined young gentleman; his cloak and sunglasses were gone.

"I, Yun Feiyang, disciple of Dugu Peak, Lingxiao Sect, with Mingxin Realm cultivation, rank thirty-sixth on the list. Recognized by Shangguan Ninglian of the Tianji Alliance as the foremost Mingxin Realm cultivator in this world!"