Chapter 638: Squeezed Dry

Xiao Yu, with her sweet tongue, had long called him "White Old Man," and the ancient fox spirit of the White Clan of Qingqiu had already triggered the Great Dad Annihilation.

Thanks to deducing "N Ways to Kill the Old Fox," Xiao Yu was able to reverse-engineer the fox clan's illusionary arts from the teaching notes of "Spirit Fox Thousand Transformations," thereby improving her own "Light Illusion."

If the "Righteous Father" meets misfortune, transforming from a living human in the mortal realm into a dead soul in the Netherworld or a deity in the Heavenly Realm, his life—

Moreover, the demon race that has lived in this world for a long time may possess clues regarding the location of this world's World Crystal.

The twin emperor-level heroes originally summoned from the Blue Kingdom, known as the Hai Sheng Twins, passed down a killing technique called Dual Unity, which allows ordinary heroes to master it easily.

"Foolish bastard! Hmph." Seeing Hu Li's expression, he knew any words were useless, but when he heard "all the way to the point," his eyes flickered, turning toward Yu Yi.

Xue Yue stared at their backs, his fists gradually clenching; from their fragmented words, he had gathered some information.

"Sis Mo, how was it? Fun, right?" Hei Bi tossed aside the giant radish and pinched Bai Xiaomo's cheek, grinning mischievously.

There, the Empty Lord and Sun Wukong watched with curiosity, momentarily forgetting the battle.

Seeing Lu Yu's beautiful smile, Ye Mao was the first to react—he shoved aside those beside him and sprinted toward the city's edge. Er Gou Ling Sui Feng froze, then followed Ye Mao. Ba'abiel and Bai Jiang soon realized something was wrong and hurried after them, finally the three ordinary new recruits controlled by Lu Yu.

Afterwards, Xuan Yue began deploying large numbers of cavalry to scout potential routes for the reinforcements and obtained a topographical map of the area to analyze their most likely path.

"Brother Wu, do all monsters that reach Earth die?" Xue Yue bluntly asked.

A perfectly healthy living person suddenly showing lividity—this unheard-of, unprecedented phenomenon—must not be spoken of lightly until the truth is uncovered.

"So this lets you manipulate objects from afar?" Yan Qingkong grew skeptical, feeling it was utterly absurd.

If I keep yesterday's promise, I did indeed "hurt" Yan Fei—after all, she bled.

"Could it just be luck?" muttered a young white man of similar height and build to Ma Aoduo; he had also participated in the earlier tactical drill.

Li Yuanchang was right—Song Jiang's talent better suited Lu Feiyun's path. After three lessons, he made great progress; his win rate against Yan Zhifei in war simulations rose from fifty-fifty to seventy-thirty.

The three humble men chatted indifferently, when Yang Mengqi's loud voice rang out from over there.

Had anyone else said this, they would have at least received a beating, but coming from Hong Xuanji's mouth, Yang Pan felt no blame—instead, he seriously considered it and agreed Hong Xuanji spoke sense.

This was not without controversy, but last autumn's championship team silenced every critic. The championship trophy was undeniably more persuasive than any argument.

Returning once more to the foot of Taishi Mountain, the encampment, flowers, trees, soldiers—all vanished, leaving only a massive deep pit, its interior filled with corpses and shattered weapons submerged in crimson blood, testifying to how fierce and brutal the battle had been.

"To understand the ancient Aeladian ogres, one must begin with their god—Gruush," Stanis said slowly.

"I won the rebounding title! But this Chinese kid never grabs rebounds!" Barkley laughed, teasing his longtime partner.

On a side note, before leaving, Tongjia Hui also told Nuhulu Shi some good news: when the Emperor toured the northern frontier in August, Tongjia Hui planned to bring Nuhulu Shi along.