Chapter 452: 437. Spirit of Wrath

437. Spirit of Wrath

"No!"

Dai'ao, in her giant bear form, let out a cry that was a mix of a young girl's reprimand and a roar. As Inanna was enveloped by the scarlet thorns, the sand and stone on the giant bear's body grew weak, crumbling bit by bit amidst the girl's cries.

She seized the opportunity to cast a spell. Beside her, a whirlwind with a human face suddenly rose; it was a wind spirit, whose very existence brought with it a whistling sound.

Then, beside the wind spirit, a ball of raging fire appeared, and a...

Watching with their own eyes as one gang after another was wiped out, this contempt for life made them feel very uneasy.

Jun Moshang felt her fingertips trembling, as if something were hidden in her palm. He smiled. The lamplight fell, shrouding his stern face and casting a fine, shimmering luster.

Subsequently, it was as if stars were lighting up one by one within his physical body, and 1024 acupuncture points were all illuminated in the blink of an eye.

In just this short while, Xiang Zhuo had already placed that Soul-Nurturing Wood into Gu Jinxuan's pocket.

The walls of every room showed signs of having been dismantled, which went to show that the people searching for things had thought of everything they possibly could.

"Looking at the reign mark on the bottom, this is undoubtedly from a Qing Dynasty imperial kiln!" Dr. Wang was almost muttering to himself.

Su Xingli endured the discomfort between her legs and picked up the clothes scattered all over the floor. Several buttons on her shirt had been torn off, showing just how intense things had been last night.

Lin Yuze said a few words of encouragement as usual, the Peak Master of Spirit Platform Peak offered some praise, and then Lou Richeng stepped down.

"Two what?" The Duke of Gloucester narrowed his eyes, his anger silent yet imposing, like a live volcano ready to erupt, as if he would spit fire the next second.

So much so that the crew on the "Lili-zi" had long since become accustomed to it, treating the "rumbling" vibrations as a lullaby.

Zhen Xi and Bai Pu were also uncharacteristically obedient for once, staying safely in the academy, eating when it was time to eat and sleeping when it was time to sleep. The two of them showed off their affection and flaunted their romance around the academy while waiting for the others to return.

She leaned her body toward him, her eyes crystalline and unstained by dust. Yang Fu’s heart stirred, and an irrepressible, tender emotion spread out, like a sinking quagmire, drawing him to willingly fall into it.

The next morning, while we were still asleep, my older brother came in and pushed the door open. Seeing the three people sleeping soundly on the bed, he shook his head helplessly. He took out his phone and checked the time—it was only six o'clock. He thought, "Let them sleep a bit longer! It's only six." Then he walked out.

"Ha, let's not talk about that anymore, let's go." Qian Yuluo laughed again, the seriousness from just a moment ago vanishing completely.

Emperor Wuhen felt that if he attacked again, he would be making a grave mistake, for he could not withstand such terrifying demonic poison. Once inhaled, the consequences would be unimaginable. He hurriedly drew a protective barrier to create a defensive space of his own; he had to ensure his own safety first.

"Subject Zhu Jianlian pays respects to Your Majesty." He bowed with his hands folded, prostrating himself, without mentioning Wang Zhi at all, as if he were merely air. Even though Wang Zhi held power over the entire court, he was not a member of the royal family, so he did not need to offer him any salutations.

"News?" An Ruchi was puzzled. There had been so much news about her and Mo Chen lately; she didn't know which one they were talking about.

"Did any of you see Yue today?" Yu Mengmeng asked, her doll-like face—which possessed no intimidation whatsoever—looking at everyone with a serious expression.

"Wait! You guys are showing off your love, right? Brothers and sisters, let's retreat! Yuanyuan, let's go! Back to the classroom!" Kaixuan pulled Yuanyuan away.

This is just an analogy; unfortunately, the methods and environments for competing for the Young Emperor's inheritance are different for every empire, but these are only differences in detail. The mode of competing for the Young Emperor's inheritance in the Xikang Empire is criticized by other empires.

One packet can only brew one vat, two liters of thick soup, which is enough for six or seven martial arts apprentices to use for a day.

On Niu Kui's body, there was actually a layer of energy flowing that resembled runes. If one looked closely, they would find that the energy intertwined in a way that looked very much like a turtle shell protecting Niu Kui.