Chapter 424

East Sea.

A divine spirit has emerged, shaking the world.

Fangzhang Island has lost all contact; no one knows what happened.

Those who understand the inside story have all fallen silent, and it has become top secret.

Dou Changsheng did not leave the East Sea, for the Ageless Demoness would not let him go; she brought him directly to an underground palace.

Dou Changsheng stared at the three-legged, two-eared bronze cauldron ahead, silent, for a long time without speaking.

“I have no need to end your life; I only need to strip you of your rank and confiscate your Eastern Palace.”

"You're a bit late to start martial training at your age; lighter footwork suits you better than brutal combat techniques. Shall I teach you?" Tang Li said proudly.

The pale purple princess dress perfectly showcased her two long, white legs.

If he truly likes someone, he won’t wait for the old lady to say anything—he’ll seize them by force himself.

“Dinner’s ready!” Yuan Qingqing now felt that the happiest moment of each day was dinnertime.

“I thought it was something serious? What’s to fear? Big sister will protect me,” Shen Yanzhi grinned sweetly.

A suspicious red appeared at He Gang’s corner of the eye; he clenched his eyes shut, and in an instant, the old man’s aura underwent a radical transformation—the tight shackles vanished.

“Gulugulu~” The sound of gulping cold water filled the air; the Sakura Nation liaison looked utterly disheveled.

Chen Long turned his head and saw a man whose spiritual energy was nearly depleted, barely holding off the surging sea beast with the help of those around him.

If the spirit of the artifact were a lifeless space, Qingxiao Fox would have thought it was teasing her.

Ling Feng had built up a deep, accumulated trust in Ye Xing. Besides, just as he worried about Aiwei and Ling Yao, Ye Xing must now be equally anxious about Aiwei—and yet Ye Xing still trusted Ji Changxiao. So what reason did he have not to trust him too?

Without finishing, he let out a helpless, deep sigh, straightened up in his chair, shook his head repeatedly in resignation, and sighed softly as he walked out of the room.

Ozaki Zen is the only nephew of Ozaki Masao, who has remained single for years with no descendants; if Ozaki Zen were killed by Xiao Yinjian, the Ozaki family would be utterly extinguished—how could Ozaki Masao bear that?

Under the command of the Sky City’s AI system, the Thunder Prison warriors and mechanical armors began organized assaults on Sun Ruodan, attacking from afar and close range, fearless of death.

This hall was roughly three hundred square meters, with a pale blue light column connecting the floor to the ceiling.

“Enough! Focus your attention!” The big man sighed; he knew his own clan’s youths had never exerted themselves, and asking them to guard all night was truly unreasonable.

Ling Feng’s question had not yet left his lips when he looked up and saw faces around him even more astonished than his own. Ye Yu and Fenghuo Liancheng had already entered a state of stunned paralysis, wearing expressions Ling Feng had never seen before—staring at him as if he were a monster.

I lowered my head, gritted my teeth, eager to hear Zhao Wusheng’s thoughts—but he said nothing. I didn’t know what he was thinking now—was he disappointed in me? Shang Hua Zhen is dead.

“Big brother!” Jin Yi shouted first, his voice filled with excitement and agitation. Liu Xing and the others also turned their gazes toward him; though they didn’t shout like Jin Yi, their expressions clearly revealed their excitement.

“To be bullied like this…” Ma Liang’s cold eyes fixed on the four delinquent youths; the nearby thugs were already burning with rage, fists clenched, waiting only for Ma Liang’s order to teach these boys a lesson.

"We're from the same alliance—what's wrong with coming over to show concern?" Stasia glanced at the ice cubes whose edges had been softened, speaking casually.