Chapter 173

Lin Qingquan said coldly: "There is a Heavenly Dao in this world too! Do you think the Heavenly Dao here suppresses cultivation just because of realms? Is suppression truly based solely on realm? Why must it be tied to realm? Why must one not cross the Heavenly Human Realm?"

Chen Yan frowned: "Realm… ah, I understand."

"Really understand?"

"Really understand." Chen Yan sighed: "Suppression…"

Seeing Elder Sun's tense expression, Song Lingyan and Lu Qingyu exchanged glances, then nodded simultaneously.

"An innocent man suffers death for possessing a treasure; those without strength, even if they acquire supreme artifacts, ultimately cannot escape death—only those with overwhelming power can shatter fate and truly soar through the nine heavens. Do you think they haven't spilled blood, haven't incurred karmic debts? Heh!" Long Lao let out a self-deprecating laugh.

Gong Shiyu and the others didn't hesitate—they understood his intent and followed him straight toward the courtyard where Di Baobao lived, cutting through enemies as they ran; but because so many black-clad men blocked their path, the fighting delayed them, and it took time before they broke through the encirclement.

"Invincible Saber!" The Saber Emperor raised his divine blade, sword qi surging wildly—the air around him erupted with a cataclysmic aura as if all heaven and earth were about to be obliterated by this destructive force.

Several fearless employees chose this moment to flatter him, greeting him cheerfully; he straightened up, arms still crossed, smiling without warmth as he asked the onlookers: "You're all reluctant to leave—want to stay and work overtime?" They got a cold shoulder and slunk away along the walls.

Since he didn't know whether documents were required to enter Ains, Yan Fei simply chose to infiltrate. Their mission—to rescue Ilanathis—was inherently covert, making infiltration the obvious choice.

During one sparring match, Tang Long, in a fit of rage, used a secret technique; Tang Mingyue had no idea what had happened to make him do it.

Song Yujia returned to the room, where the air was unnaturally cold; her first act was to turn on the air conditioner.

Mo Liang smiled coldly, left the Qin residence again, and returned to Chu Tingchuan's mansion. She changed out of her black combat attire, lifted a floor tile beneath her couch, and placed the black outfit inside.

This Zhu Yuqing, the sect mistress, is terrifying—is this the power of the Bu Xu Realm? Just one glance left me unable to stand?

Mainly because she didn't want to attract any messy romantic entanglements now—not that she was overconfident, but feelings that grow over time are unpredictable.

Seeing Tao Qiqi nod without concealment, the old doctor's face, which had turned purple from holding his breath, now twitched violently—he nearly choked on a mouthful of blood.

Other things aside, at least the child's household registration won't be a problem, and they can live openly in the city.

So Miao Hexiang priced her goods high, yet many consumers still felt they were worth every coin.

Seeing Xia Ranran dressed as an assistant, face bare of makeup in the venue, Xia Yuyan curled her lips slightly.

Outside the rest room, everyone stood rooted in place, including Xu Hongguo, all listening at the door.

Last time he failed to avenge Sister He Shi, this time he actively tracked down Xie Guoli's account.

As a hypnotist with the same ability, she was familiar with Jiang Han's movements—though hypnotists use different tools, depending on personal preference.

The screams rose and fell, sending chills down my spine; accompanied by waves of terrifying cries, the creatures began crossing the dam in orderly fashion, plop-plop, tumbling into the river channel below—they were surprisingly good swimmers, and soon began swimming downstream toward Liujiacun.