Chapter 137

Wuuu—

The cruise ship's horn still echoed over Ai Gu Yi Village.

Its appearance moved the entire village.

Both villagers and players rushed to the seaside to observe the colossal vessel.

Everyone murmured as they looked up at the cruise ship, its architecture and scale far beyond imagination.

"Should we board it?" Yun Ze frowned.

The Wanquan Sect poet sighed in reply: "Is there another way?"

Immediately, the cave beneath him shattered into dust, transforming into a streak of light that flew toward the entrance of the "Abyss."

A surging torrent of essence rushed in; lacking a complete inheritance, he could only use the most crude method to break through.

Regardless, Ling Su's status was that of a high official's wife—how could she possibly be entangled with the martial world?

Tang Jinyu stared at the person, watching Jian Qi's every move, and noticed her reaction at this moment.

I looked down—the paper bore a black-and-white photo, and what startled me even more was that I barely registered it: the name written on it seemed to be mine.

"It's fine—you've already paid me the money, so it's just exchanging currency, nothing more." Tang Yiyi smiled faintly.

The power of the Boundary Soul is the very limit of this world—that's why the Will of Heaven and Earth exiled the Boundary Soul Ancestor.

Whatever you seek, you must pay a price; for Ye Chen, that price is freedom.

He swung his arms, still unsteady on his feet, when the pursuing giant ape slammed a palm into his abdomen—he tasted blood in his throat and was flung backward, blood spraying through the air.

The surrounding elders stiffened slightly; they knew that if they hesitated now, such an opportunity would never come again—hesitation invites disaster.

His parents stood back-to-back, the father behind, both pierced through by a massive scorpion tail.

Some had not recognized Lan Yin, but upon hearing the title "Miao Yin Immortal," they immediately knew who had arrived.

Luo Fan Chen's combat style was brutally forceful, and facing An Musheng, it was like punching cotton—powerful, yet with nowhere to apply it.

Even if this elder departs, his departure still serves as a deterrent; henceforth, our Zhou family's days on Starfall Island will be considerably easier.

This time, Zhu Xiong brought only the Divine Dragon Guard, one hundred guards, and two hundred elite soldiers each from the high commanders of the Colorful Stone Legion—nine hundred warriors total; instantly, the Western Expedition generals of the Dragon Rider Army gathered here.

"What's your name?" Shi Lei asked, his eyes scanning the restaurant the thin youth had just been thrown out of.

"Isn't it because you haven't avenged my brother's death yet?" Hearing Wu Yong's words, Xue Ya Ha immediately blushed like a child who'd done wrong and lowered her head.

"Master, if we depart from here aboard the Star Domain Skyship, will it take us straight to the Cursed Sea?" Xiao Ye asked, gazing curiously at the colossal, mountain-like Star Domain Skyship docked before him.

Moreover, the Five World Seeds are desired not only by cultivators of Tianchen Realm but also by those of Shenzhou Realm—thus, Shenzhou cultivators must fight enemies externally while enduring internal depletion; the grim situation is self-evident.

Especially since his power has just surged, he needs time to adapt; once fully in control, he can open the Fourth Life Wheel without haste—after all, during his previous meditations, the Three Life Wheels had already merged, allowing him to glimpse the Fourth Life Wheel; if he wished, he could open it instantly.

"Let's see what you're truly capable of," Nan Lan Heng said, his amber peach-shaped eyes deep as the Great Sea, unfathomable.

"Who is Confucius?" Yu Ziying had always believed herself well-read, yet she had never heard of Confucius—had she become ignorant?