Chapter 675: Lord Kunlun

Entering the starlit ravine beneath the Yaochi Spirit Spring (the Hairpin Wound Dimension) was far easier than using the Starlight Escape Technique directly from the Heavenly River to reach the stars.

This formed and unobstructed ravine was at least a path, whereas there was no "path" at all atop the Heavenly River.

About a month after parting from Fangfeng Ji.

Xiao Yu held her sword in her right hand, and the Qiaoshi Sword shimmered with scattered starlight.

Starlight condensed along the blade's edge, one star after another.

Especially Locke—he held great hope for this Lord Soul, reduced to barely a thread, this Lord of Light who might now be erased by a single finger.

So Jiang Xie went to Ruo You's side and began laboriously washing dishes; one could say Jiang Xie and Ruo You were the only cultivators so powerful yet so humble.

The Knight Wil family, in turn, repaid Baron Kaiduoqi's support by producing mid-rank Knight Squires in nearly every generation, until this generation's Knight Wil ascended to high-rank Knight Squire, his combat power astonishing.

"These are all my private stash! Each is a wine of one in ten thousand—drink it once, and there's no second chance!" Jia Qian said, visibly pained.

Chen Huanshan and Lu Jingsheng exchanged glances; Chen Huanshan smiled: "The demon serpent is yours, Brother Xie. Myself and Brother Lu will handle the spirit forms." With that, they stepped forward, hands raised like blades, ready to slash.

Chu Yu and Fan Xiaoran, hearing Yan Yun City's bid, were stunned into silence, but quickly recovered, pointing at Yan Yun City in fury, too enraged to speak, turning away and ignoring him entirely.

Jiang Xie paused, startled—Primordial? What kind of thing was that? But then he realized—it must be Earth's cultivation tiers.

Xie Gongbao suppressed his sorrow, crossed his legs, and slowly guided the Hunyuan True Qi into his meridians.

When the time came, Zhao Feng and Ma Suyun had to return to their sect to report, so they could only forcibly carry away the unconscious Jiang Han.

Lan was utterly exhausted; the moment the door opened, she nearly collapsed. The man stepped forward, helped her, and carried Mu Feng into the back room of the café. Lan sank onto the nearest chair, gasping for breath—clearly, the battle had drained her completely.

Even if the Four Great Generals arrived, I had nothing to fear now, let alone the Chief Elder.

I really want to ask what those fruits went through, but that would only stir up Fruit's sorrow—I won't ask, and I won't bring it up.

I don't know how to say it—last night Tang Man must have spoken with the King of Hell, and the King of Hell must have told her something, which is why Tang Man said today she'd go out for a walk.

Chen Luo gave him Mu Rong Wudi's address and situation; he immediately began operating, and within moments, images and sound came through.

At this moment, I too felt a pang of resentment and regret for King Zhou, then spoke solemnly to him.

Feng Meigui's physical image was etched into this super-agent's mind; thus, even the slightest trace of her—even if disguised by the most miraculous makeup, reaching the level of Transformation Art—could never escape her eyes. Yet there was none—she searched the entire venue and found not a single sign of Feng Meigui.

I sighed faintly and stepped toward the light point—it was exactly where we had entered, and now that I had received this place's inheritance, I naturally had to leave, for Qin, Jin, and Ning still waited outside.

I, Fan Wuming, possess a Soul Sea and a living battle armor forged from Demon Dragon hide—why should I care about worldly opinions?

These are all cultivators who have been hidden for years in Guizhou Province, never emerging—two at the peak of Nascent Soul realm. Their joining my Dao Alliance would certainly be a boon, but even if they were willing—which is uncertain—I still couldn't accept them lightly.

Aside from that one headache-inducing remark, the way this motion slowed infinitely in Kim Tae-yeon's eyes looked exactly like a young couple taking turns caring for a child.