Chapter 834

“Spare me, Immortal Yu Feng! Don’t burn me anymore—I’m about to lose my qi and dissipate my spirit~~~”

Just fifteen minutes later, several immortals and all the Dragon Lords began screaming and begging for mercy.

Xiao Yu ignored them, focusing entirely on modifying the Yellow River Array.

After fiddling for nearly half an hour and finding no further improvements, she finally stopped, turning her gaze once more to the souls being scorched in the hellfire.

Half an hour is four quarters—they hadn’t even endured one quarter.

But in truth, if Zhao Xun were truly enraged, even Han Qiu could only temporarily avoid his wrath.

She still felt deep pity for her own brother—he’d fallen for no reason, and his knees and face must still be aching.

His father, rarely so tender, comforted him instead of merely issuing cold orders. Did he, too, sense his child was in danger?

“What’s wrong?” Seeing Xiao Xia’s hesitant expression, Xiao Jing spoke again, concerned.

He channeled the system’s power and the fortress’s energy, concentrating all his strength to open a super-long-distance passage.

Dino wanted to hide, but when he stood and looked around, he found no suitable tree wall nearby.

“If I invested in this show, I’d replace you first,” Han Xi said bluntly.

“I’m Wang Zhong, head guard of Xiemashan Manor—this vast grassland falls under our manor’s territory,” the big man introduced himself.

In the center of the house was a special room for changing clothes. There were no windows, the door was shut, and the only light came from oil lamps.

Suddenly, a cold wind swept through, making the large red lanterns sway violently, while ripples spread across the lake beneath the pavilion.

After leaving the hospital, Wei Wuji called Hua Meijing, asking her to hire twenty more security guards—his company’s security was indeed too weak, and it was his oversight.

Of course, this doesn’t mean one school of thought is good and another bad—each has its strengths and weaknesses.

As the other’s final words ended, Ning Jing’s gaze turned icy; in an instant, she darted forward, closing the few steps between them in a flash.

The puppet insect mimicked the black worm’s voice solely to frighten them, aiming to trap Tian Chu and the others within a confined area—if they didn’t fall for it and kept walking forward, they wouldn’t retrace their steps.

In an instant, Luo Fanglin’s breathing grew frantic, fists clenched. Pan Yan tensed, suddenly sensing another presence in the room—a figure wrapped in black light, only a face visible: it was Xue Yun.

“That’s truly a classic—after reading it, something feels like it’s about to burst from your chest,” his cousin remarked.

“I think we need to fully understand the cause and effect,” Benny said. “After all, we can’t spend a thousand days guarding against thieves.” He always disliked waiting for enemies to reveal themselves—by then, his foes would already have perfect confidence.

She clearly remembered her friend Ning Jing once mentioning that the basketball club now had eight members total, old and new—Ning Jing’s affairs were of great concern to Ling Xin, and she wouldn’t possibly be mistaken.

Originally, Li Mingze had only wanted to find some naturally occurring spiritual energy in the hospital’s morgue, to harness it and help Zhuge Liang regain consciousness.

Hearing Chen Guiju say this, Zhuang Yu looked at him with pained eyes, hesitated briefly, then fixed his gaze firmly on Chen Guiju’s forehead—the black mist there had grown denser than ever.

Li Mingze and Li Yuanba together eliminated 214 powerful ghosts in Liaonan City, completely purging the city of all such spirits.

This man was Yuan Feng. Two years ago, when Zhuang Yu had just broken through after comprehending the secret technique passed down by Elder Mu, this man came seeking help to refine a three-hundred-year-old Phoenix Tail Grass.

Originally, in the Trial Grounds, he and Yun Ling’er had been teleported into the mysterious space within the Zhuang Ancestor statue.

Fortunately, the teleportation didn’t last long—after dozens of breaths, they burst out of the lake’s surface.

At this moment, Chen Jie had already put his phone back in his bag and returned to the kitchen to prepare dinner. She needed Huo Qinghui to take her back to his hometown—only then would her presence as an outsider not draw attention, making her actions easier.

Ni Yanan’s terrifying, battered form flashed instantly through her mind—how heartless must one be to inflict such suffering?

“No need—I’ve cultivated my body, so it’s no issue!” Jiang Shan replied politely; neither rushed to begin the match.

Upon finishing, the Five-Colored Insect nodded as if endowed with sentience, appearing delighted.

The shortstop blinked at Li Cha, puzzled why such a seasoned mercenary as Franz would show such deference.

After all, these were private matters—even the closest friends should avoid touching such sensitive topics.

Yin Hong’s face flushed crimson; finally gritting his teeth, he snatched the jade pendant from Fang Xiang’s hand.

If a race possessed the longest lifespan among all sentient races on the continent, the most glorious history, the most exquisite beauty, the most exceptional elemental affinity, excelled in painting, architecture, sculpture, and remained wildly popular to this day.

As for the Valley Master, though he very much wanted to kick this fellow off the magic treasure, remembering he might not have time to waste, he held his tongue.

Hearing Ye Luo call his name, Ying Sasi slowly opened his eyes, looking at Ye Luo’s smiling face, sensing the powerful aura radiating from him—Ying Sasi quietly closed his eyes again.

Xia Fan pressed forward with stubborn determination, heading west as if nothing could stop him; at this moment, he felt he was the most dazzling person on earth.

No one wished to be the first to step forward and test the full power of Yin Hong’s hidden techniques.

Of course, this kind of “foolishness” could also be called “recklessness”—provided you could kill your target and survive unscathed.

Ye Ziyuan and Tian Qimeng helped set the table, placing plates, bowls, chopsticks, spoons, and other utensils.

The invitation came from the ambassador of the Lordaeron Embassy in Dalaran, a Lordaeron royal count.

Xia Wanwan watched Zhao Zong’s confident demeanor and realized—this was likely the hidden move of those behind the scenes.