Chapter 708: The Jie Sect

When Xiao Yu stabbed Zhang Yuan with the Blood-Transforming Divine Knife, she had indeed considered whether Zhang Yuan would be affected by its toxin.

She aimed for his palm; even if the toxin failed, the blade's sharpness alone could cripple his hand and force him to drop the demon-headed blade, drastically reducing his combat ability.

She never imagined the Blood-Transforming Divine Knife would work so well.

Merely piercing his palm—not his body—Zhang Yuan immediately collapsed as if struck by plague.

But Zhang Yuan did not

He glanced at Niu Wang, Jiao Long Wang, Peng Wang, Shi Tuo Wang, Mi Hou Wang, and Yu Ru Wang; all six smiled silently. Then he looked at the other seventy-two demon kings, most of whom wore expressions of fervent zeal.

He is not disrespectful—he is only fourteen this year, yet he is the uncle of Ba Han Na Ji; from this perspective, appointing Ba Han Na Ji as Jino might well be interpreted as naming him Crown Prince.

Seeing the stone gate on the opposite bank, violently pried open by one-third, Professor Chen could not help but condemn the tomb robbers' actions, then pulled out his camera to record everything.

Then purchase a batch of travel essentials: food, fresh water, and fodder.

Upon hearing this, the group froze in place, then swiftly withdrew from the buildings they had been attacking. They knew clearly: when Du Hu took things seriously, he could destroy heaven and earth.

Qiao Qiao was closest; no sooner had she finished speaking than the flying insects surrounded her entirely. After a flurry of shrill "zhi-zhi-zhi…" cries, her screams abruptly ceased—and then Qiao Qiao herself began to float upward, eyes wide and vacant, lunging toward them.

"I act solely by conscience," Kang Piyang was truly audacious beyond measure—his meaning was clear: I don't need your admiration to do what I do.

Tang Ao's gaze drifted again to the white clouds drifting slowly across the sky. Though the Lin family descendant before him possessed immense cultivation, he was still young. Some things, unless one reached Tang Ao's age and had lived through them, he would never understand. It was as if he spoke to himself, yet also as if explaining to Lin Yan.

Qing Ge Le was still outside when he called out. Jia Min and Chang'an waited outside for a while, then Qing Ge Le and her mother emerged.

Since the Pengweixuanhu entered Lin Yan's spiritual world, he had used the method Zhu had once told him, sealing off his spiritual world's view of the outside—thus, neither the fox nor the bird knew what Lin Yan was currently enduring.

Upon hearing this, Abu forgot his buttock pain and scrambled to his feet, retreating hastily. He still didn't understand where the "zongzi" was, because the mummy faced away from him—he could see none of its front.

Tang Zhongkai chattered endlessly, talking about how his former classmates had fared—none of them had done better than him.

"Far Ye, how could you drag your own son into this? Isn't that inappropriate?" Li Yahong stared fixedly at me and said to my father.

I've known Cat Husband too briefly to understand his true nature.

Saying this, he tore off his clothes with both hands and tossed them aside, revealing a pure white shirt. Then Yang Yuntian raised the steel pipe once more and roared as he swung it toward the venomous snake.

But at that time, the five youths had already left together to work elsewhere for nearly a year; Wang Tao did not give up. He immediately sold the family's last asset—their house—took the money, and left the village to search for the five youths in Zhongwei City.

Yet before Yan Xudong, they suppressed their usual pride and became exceedingly submissive.

I felt uneasy—he thought exactly as Zeng Jianheng and Sun Yijia did: no matter what, he must find a way to stay in Beijing.

In the center of the island stood a mist-shrouded immortal mountain. Looking up, the peak rose fully seven to eight thousand meters high. This immortal mountain stood at least five to six thousand meters tall.