Chapter 154: A Brief Parting (7200)

Two police officers entered the room; one stood beside Chen Yan, the other swiftly scanned the room, then opened the bathroom door and glanced inside.

The room was empty, with no one else besides Chen Yan.

The police also opened the wardrobe and checked behind the curtains, then shook their head at their colleague.

The officer standing beside Chen Yan finally looked at him: “Please

“Does this Nascent Soul Master not intend to let this go?!” The Nascent Soul Master, hearing her words, felt this Nascent Soul Master believed victory was certain and refused to stop—insisting on killing all five Nascent Soul Masters here before ending it.

Some were lone cultivators, some from noble families, some from major cultivation sects, but the majority were from the Supreme Forgetting Emotion Dao and the Spirit Heaven Marvelous Dao.

“You can purchase furnishings in Yunxiao City nearby—it’s the closest city to the Feihua Sect. If you don’t mind, I’ll bring you the extra items I bought last time.” Lu Guang assumed Lin Tianxuan was dissatisfied with the surroundings and spoke to him.

Ye Bai looked up at Bai Ling’s cold smile and returned to his icy, cool demeanor; his inner pride was higher than anyone else’s, yet he had no arrogance—only unyielding backbone.

This matter was merely an incidental task; the real reason lay in refining the “flesh” body and soul, while also monitoring the passage between the Nine Heavens Immortal Mansion and the Yuanmiao Realm.

With no reputation, their coming together was certainly not due to ideals—only to better seize resources.

The surrounding youths murmured among themselves; Liu Chenyue’s strength was evident, and this Mi Dou was far too arrogant.

Its essence is to draw spiritual energy from heaven and earth into the body, forming a spiritual seed within to store, circulate, and repeat, gradually altering the physique to lay a foundation for future cultivation.

Lei Sheng pushed his speed to its limit, his attacks falling upon Shisiti like a dense rain.

“I’ll go scout ahead; stay here and don’t move.” Tang Xiao blew a talisman onto an empty gourd imbued with his spiritual sense, turning it into a large gourd, and handed it to Princess Yi Tai and Princess Yi Lan to hold—so they wouldn’t drown in the sea and he could track their location after leaving.

A tragic Minister of Magic, like a dying emperor, eager to slay the villains but powerless to turn the tide.

Sha Biliang frowned, carefully examining the floor layout; apart from the elevator shaft, the entire space was occupied by these two companies, which shared only a single wall—there was absolutely no room left for a bar of over a hundred square meters.

The consequences would be severe: a Hua Jing expert, determined to flee, would randomly kill people in revenge.

The hundred-fold forged iron military knife shattered outright, yet not a single mark remained on the Zombie King’s thigh—revealing just how terrifying its defensive power was.

But what could he do? Carried on Yan Shice’s back, his arms were like iron clamps—escape was impossible.

After watching several other battles, the time had reached high noon, the sun directly overhead.

Wang An’s fingers moved through incantations, eyes tightly shut, his facial features twisted as if enduring immense pain.

Although Lucius had long known Zhang Heyang was reckless enough to publicly claim he’d kidnap his own wife and children, he never imagined Zhang Heyang would go this far. He thought such a transcendent master must be recorded, then used to properly educate Draco—never to learn such foolish recklessness.

Qi Chu wasn’t worried; he’d timed everything precisely—no matter when he arrived, Li Shunchen wouldn’t awaken until twelve hours later. Arriving early would just mean waiting idly.