Chapter 611: Meeting

The old man was both alive and not alive.

He was formed from a breath of immortal qi exhaled by Barefoot Immortal.

That breath had nearly reached the realm of "One Qi Transforming All Things."

He had truly become an old man—not a mere transformation technique, nor merely a thought-born illusion of Barefoot Immortal.

Thus, the one who triggered Great Annihilation Father was the "man" born from that breath, not Barefoot Immortal himself.

The old man carries out Barefoot Immortal's will, yet he is not Barefoot Immortal.

After nearly seventeen or eighteen minutes, I finally arrived at Baichuan Hotel. Baichuan Hotel was a high-end establishment, quite famous within the city.

In the end, to guard against unforeseen dangers, the two leapt half a tree's height into the air, swinging their sharp swords as they advanced, chopping down trees blocking their path.

Speaking of it, the person she most wronged was Sheng Fenghua. Once, she had treated Sheng Fenghua so cruelly, yet he still repaid her malice with virtue. No wonder everyone in the Si family adored Sheng Fenghua.

Upon hearing Lord Lou say this, the three bandits' previously smiling faces subtly tightened—they clearly understood what Lord Lou meant.

"I've made up my mind. The fengshui master said twenty years after burial, we must exhume and relocate the coffin—it's best for us," Ren Fa shook his head and said directly.

It was those two Void-Breaking experts: one had just been struck by the Five-Colored Arrows, while the other had immediately summoned a secret treasure to block them.

Immediately, a basin of water and a towel were passed in from outside. I took the basin, dampened the towel, and began wiping Tao Tao's arms.

I really couldn't explain to him why I was here, so I had to change the subject.

"By the way, there are also the demonic cores left over from when the village chief and my father hunted the barbaric dragon—these together should be enough." Yang Tian pulled out a brocade box from his Dantian Ring.

This reveals the gap between Caesar and Li Jiaming: though both were terrible fighters, Li Jiaming at least knew how to use his body to compensate for his disadvantage and dared to face combat head-on. Caesar, by contrast, hated fighting and didn't know how to fight at all.

Her expression was not the tearful joy of seeing her tormentor captured—it was the anxious weeping of someone fearing for another.

Liu Bei had fled from Xu Zhou to Jing Zhou; his soldiers' weapons were long since worn to ruin. Though Liu Biao provided some aid, he would never give them anything truly valuable.

After all, only Zhao Penghui posed any real threat to them; once Zhao Penghui was dealt with, they would have no strength left to fight.

This had been their prior plan: Yu Xiao would go to the Bi family; Jiang Wan naturally disapproved, so they had to feign a severance of ties—only then could Bi Yumin truly believe Yu Xiao genuinely wished to return to the Bi family.

Anyone can make a choice—whether to join the Navy, the Revolutionary Army, or even become a pirate, none of these choices are unjustifiable.

He had already seized the other's wrist; the moment he touched it, his impression was one word: soft.

I had expected to expend considerable effort to subdue her, but it turned out so easily—this moment, Fu Yu felt unreal, even strangely unsettled.

The rookie, fearless as a calf unfamiliar with tigers, held firm for a full minute; he nearly cracked, sweat silently beading on his forehead.

Although Qian Yutong knew Qian Tianle's body had not fully recovered and asking for his help was inappropriate, right now, besides pleading with Qian Tianle, she had no other recourse.

Her features were clear and austere, cold and serious, with no other expression beyond that.

After watching for a while and judging the time right, Uncle Liu walked to the school gate and used his remote to shut the automatic gate.

While Jiuzhou waited for the next demonic assault, the dimensional rift cities of the Three Kingdoms had already been destroyed by demonic beasts.

No one knew how long the black-clothed man had knelt; his shoulders trembled slightly, and a faint bead of cold sweat slid down his forehead.

Nan Zhang sighed deeply—was Heaven truly cutting off his last path, dooming the Nan family to extinction?

Yun Feisi watched the car drive away and, unusually, smiled, his heart swelling with uncontainable joy. He had disliked Lu Xinining only because her military power was too great, fearing it might taint Yun family's pure lineage.

The former is unlikely; if the latter, then this person's internal energy must have reached the pinnacle of perfection, and their martial skill is unfathomably deep.

Dark clouds spontaneously formed in the surrounding heavens, gathering above Beijing, faint, indistinct roars echoing from within.

Speaking of her parents, Huan Yue's heart ached. Her father had sacrificed much to secure her marriage into the Yi Yang Prince's mansion—but what had she gained now?

Chen Mo's alchemy craft had grown extremely advanced, and he now possessed Golden Core-level power; with sufficient materials, crafting ordinary magic treasures or their rough forms was instantaneous.

"Afraid of her? What is she?" Jiang Bao sneered, utterly dismissive, seated high atop a bull, posture haughty and aloof.

For him, growing stronger simply meant finding opponents slightly stronger than himself—but not so strong they'd kill him outright.

After speaking, Consort Hui relaxed her spirit and left the main hall of Shou'an Palace, following Ling Yuan to the side chamber to rest.

Once the great war ends, every surviving human will despise her for surrendering; her sole label as royalty will no longer be honor, but the chains binding her.

Orochimaru appeared behind him, gently placing his hand on his shoulder, as if guiding his direction, and softly reminded Hyuga Unshu.

Thus, the three Li brothers, regardless of status, if Jin Rong acknowledged them, they became equivalent to the Princess's own nephews.

But his martial skill was not strong enough. As soon as Chen Kang arrived, Guan Qing's position immediately became unstable.

Su Yishan compared his speed with that of the zombies behind him, keeping watch over the rearmost ones.