Chapter 568: The True Outer Demon and the Three Pure Ones

"Pfft~~~" The flame-light demon-slaying sword qi struck the surface of the demonized Heishan, leaving only a thick, viscous sludge.

The wound was nearly nonexistent—a mere shallow cut.

Xiao Yu observed closely for a moment; the faint wound was already healing rapidly.

The "demonized Heishan," tainted by the corrupting power of the rotten demon eye, was clearly stronger than the previous Ghost King Heishan.

"Even if you sever the demonized Heishan, you cannot uproot it—you must enter its 'qi veins'..."

"?" Gu Liang was puzzled—what did Ma Long mean by saying that? Was he challenging him to a duel?

Though still full, after swallowing the Nine Seas Spirit Pearl, Chi Dun felt he could keep eating, and he quietly tried holding his breath.

After cursing, Mu Qing felt much better; she looked up and saw Mu Yihan standing at the door watching her.

Xia Yuan set the matter aside for now; after his power surged, he wanted to test his strength.

The ancient painting was stored in a Rongjin box—a sixty-centimeter-long container, ancient and heavy, clearly no ordinary item.

Before Luo Yang finished speaking, Le Fu Lan's face flushed red, suddenly becoming breathtakingly beautiful.

Gu Jiuli realized he had just sworn—she sheepishly stuck out her tongue.

The vast majority of transmigrators carried only fragments of Honghuang memories, with no other notable traits.

In response, a cold current swept through, leaving a mist of ice within the already frigid Ice Palace.

Liu Gang was on the same level as Luo Yang and Ma Long, under Murong Hai's tier—he cared for him just as much as he did for Ma Long and the others.

Moreover, TV directors simply didn't enjoy the same fame and visibility as film directors; Chi Zijian was especially low-key—his marriage three years ago to the big star Xie Fei made barely a ripple, and Wei Xiao had never met Chi Zijian in person or seen his photo.

On the day Xi Ze arrived, the ship carrying Yun Xia's goods from southern China reached Jinshan. As soon as school ended, Yun Xia rushed back from the dock, arms full of paper bags. At home, she called Huai Zhen upstairs and dumped all her spoils onto the bed.

The waiter silently entered, quietly collected the dishes onto the cart, and left, closing the door behind him, thinking: This is truly strange.

In the afternoon, Lin Cha entered Beijing Airport, one hand pulling a large suitcase, the other holding Lin Cha's hand.

The two stood in silence in the cold night wind, finally deciding to squat by the front gate, waiting for Sun Shengnan's return—so they'd know in advance if she came again, preventing the couple inside the apartment from being caught off guard. But they had no courage to turn back and return to the apartment.

Yin Xiaoru's cousin worked in Beijing and was now the director of a kindergarten—a kind woman who had once invited their dorm to dinner.

He said nothing throughout, his expression neither harsh nor displeased, yet radiating firm resolve—unyielding, decisively changing her wallpaper like a true man.

The boy's pupils narrowed against the blinding sunlight, his entire body tensing with the fierce, feral aura of a young beast.

The train car filled with trainees buzzed with laughter and chatter; six cameras were installed per car, and nearly all trainees were giving their all to solidify their personas before the lenses.

Jin Chengzhan fought fiercely with the wooden dummy, then turned to the punching bag, radiating lethal intent as he leapt and unleashed a flurry of kicks.

She didn't immediately address him as "Senior Brother," as the young man suggested—after all, who was senior and who was junior was still uncertain.

Seeing Chen Xiwēi, Guan Jun's eyes suddenly reddened; he quickly tilted his head up, holding back his tears.

Bai Yu had already mapped out Gu Yuan's limits; now, he was determined to keep provoking him.

"Don't be nervous—I'll keep your secret~" With that, Hisoka blew a breath into his ear, pushing further.

But there were no "what ifs"—Liu Qing now regretted bitterly with no way out, and precisely then, Yun Qianfan casually dropped this remark.