Chapter 730: Heaven
It probably isn't Immortal Feiyu.
Before Lord Longyang arrived, Xue Ling Shangren and several Immortal Masters had already discussed it.
Some among them suspected Immortal Feiyu, but this guess was quickly dismissed by reasonable doubt.
If Immortal Feiyu had targeted the Dragon Elephant, she had no need to act in the Netherworld. Yet blocking the exit of a Yin Spirit through the Ghost Dao and Netherworld is nearly impossible.
If she truly had that ability, she could have simply infiltrated the main tent and slain me.
Jian Ning quickly hung up the phone and pressed her back against the wall. The old ghost had indeed given her a correct lead—Jian Ning was Zuo Yuan. Before Fu Tianze approached her, she had lived under the identity of Zuo Yuan.
The old man who had just crawled aside was about to turn and see what was happening in the arena, why the tinkling sounds kept coming, yet his new boss made no sound.
Could it be that all LPL teams have been excluded? How could such a thing happen at the World Championship?
As Long Tian said, the Flying Centipede's Beast God Guardian truly can defend against physical attacks, but it cannot resist recoil force! Each of Long Tian's strikes, though inflicting no direct harm, still left him dazed and disoriented from the recoil.
His tone was too arrogant and boastful—a veiled warning. Shen Lu only dared to watch the phone hit the ground; she had no courage left to pick it up.
"You were the one who spoke disrespectfully to the King of Wu?" Chen Yuntian squatted on the ground, grabbed Wu Tian's head, and slammed it hard into his own vomit.
Luo En had originally planned to meet up with Karl and Nina today. Karl was a drunkard; getting him to join for drinks later would be perfect—though Karl would likely bring Lisa along too.
Hearing Jia Yi's words, Long Tian nodded. For a moment, he didn't know what weapon to transform into, when suddenly he thought of Jian Ao and the others.
"I'll kill you, Luo En!" Milensa, filled with shame and rage, roared. A golden giant wolf appeared and lunged at Luo En—this was Milensa's summoned beast, a Level Ten Summoned Beast: the Golden Giant Wolf.
It would've been better to obey earlier. Mu Feng found that Jin Guangyan could now be manipulated at will; his sense of satisfaction and accomplishment surged. In the past, such a thing was unthinkable. Mu Feng imitated someone's aloofness: I thought you'd ask about Xiao Xiao—after all, when had Comrade Guangyan ever been so humble?
"Old Dragon, now is not the time for infighting. Let's fight after we find the Seven-Colored Mending Stone!" Entering the hall, Li Chunqiu made his stance clear—he did not wish to break with the Dragon God now.
"Don't be so sentimental. She's not that far away. When you miss her, you can go visit." Gao Haotian comforted her, recalling how she once said that without family love, she treasured friendship deeply—he felt a pang of sadness.
"Better go to the hospital and don't take it lightly." Qin Su was uneasy, called for Old Chen to prepare the car, and got ready to head to the hospital.
Xie Tao felt awkward. He fought with all his might, but the moment he was injured, his combat power plummeted—where was his resistance?
One is gorging wildly; another is sleeping endlessly; the third is spending recklessly without restraint.
"This freedom feels so good now. Why must I go looking for pain?" Xu Yi sighed inwardly. If I'm going to find someone I don't love, it's better not to find anyone at all.
So in any situation, the truth is that they may not truly grow to what extent they ultimately can.
Jin Guangyan couldn't fail to sense the strange tension between them. He felt discouraged, constantly telling himself things would improve. In his memo, he noted the serial number of the bracelet she liked. You're my only hope—please help us mend our relationship.
Moreover, judging by the Twelve Ancestral Wus' appearance, they had leapt from Da Luo Golden Immortal to the late stage of Da Luo Golden Immortal. Such a rapid advancement was extraordinary even for the Wu Clan.
"You're certain you didn't see Mr. Xiao? But why did Mr. Xiao's friend say he definitely came alone to investigate the mine? That means he vanished in the mine—how do you explain that?" Zhou Qian clearly wasn't satisfied with Factory Director Wang's answer and pressed further.
Just as everyone was about to carefully sense what was happening, the ice battle platform's previously concealed restrictions—activated due to Dou Yilong's ascension to Saint Martial Realm—reappeared, rendering them unable to sense anything at all.
Clearly, due to the incomplete nature of the Heaven's Dao on the Battle Soul Continent, Chenxi Soul Ancestor's understanding of space and world essence had not reached the level of a Demon Emperor—maximally, perhaps, the level of a Demon Empress.
When Chen Xuan didn't mention this, I'd almost forgotten. He'd said before that the princess knew some Daoist arts. But I never imagined she didn't just use them to brew elixirs of immortality—she also used them to kill without a trace.
The next day, Fu Qian in the great hall looked utterly incredulous. Lian Qi had now become the successor to the Holy Master. Zhang Nan felt it necessary to inform everyone in the Phantom Beast Realm—leaving Lian Qi alive would surely become a future threat.
Gu Caidie stepped lightly forward, bowing respectfully to each person present. Her voice was light, melodious, like celestial music echoing endlessly.
After giving two instructions to the guards outside the bedroom, Xiao Qiang opened the door and entered. It was a filthy, cluttered storage room, piled high with useless tools and debris. Kun Shan lay motionless on a makeshift steel wire bed, still unconscious.
More than twenty men charged forward recklessly, desperate not to fall behind, their shouts shaking the heavens.
In the distance, five figures glided leisurely on flying swords, all dressed in identical white robes, each sleeve bearing the emblem of a broken sword.
Waves hundreds of meters high were shattered, yet the water scattered into a dense downpour from the sky.
Moreover, several exit passages had, for unknown reasons, been largely destroyed by a recent earthquake. The current situation in Shu resembles when Liu Bang entered Shu long ago—destroying the roads into the region to show Xiang Yu he had no ambitions.
"Your humble disciple Xie Zishou greets Lord Kangcheng!" Xie Xin bowed respectfully, speaking with utmost courtesy.
Zhang Liliang wiped the water from his body. The wolf-shaped blood markings on his skin, warmed by the hot water, became clearly visible—exuding an aura of fierce dominance. Zhang Liliang paid no mind, slipped on his underwear, and walked out.
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