Chapter 325: The Invisible Person Under the Spotlight

Time returned to five minutes before the 【Public Test】 announcement.

After Wu Wang stated he would go directly to find Ethan.

Although the Wine Daoist felt a few minutes made no difference and it would be better to listen to the announcement first.

But he could not stop Wu Wang from saying that announcements could be heard anywhere anyway.

He now wanted to take advantage of Ethan still wandering the streets.

To find a way to make contact with him in advance.

In response, the Wine Daoist even offered a form of assistance—

Doubao was now enclosed within that white light, making it impossible to see where the person was at all.

"No problem! As long as we maintain this speed and run to the town center, my lord the Judge will solve the problem... surely he will!" Clinging to a sliver of luck born of surviving disaster, he kept telling himself this in his heart.

Jiang Fengxuan, lying in the depression, had eyes tinged with a hint of loneliness and despair, staring blankly at Han Dong in silence.

The two walked straight back to the glass-door hall from yesterday, found the materials about the Qin Dynasty they had seen before with practiced ease, and began to carefully observe and search.

A2's unhesitating answer was within Lin Ai's expectations, given her personality and her indifference to everything.

For a behemoth like Long Taizu at the Nascent Soul stage, Ye Tian's current strength was completely inadequate.

Everything entering this circle was vaporized or pulverized; all mechanical life forms burned into torches one after another, yet still surged forward relentlessly.

Ye Tian's expression grew serious, his eyes flickering as his divine sense drilled into the black halo, where black lightning raged wildly against his divine sense.

Fortunately, nothing bad had happened, and Lin Ai also noticed that Pascal and Emil seemed to have become quite close; she did not know what Emil and Pascal had said after she left.

Compared to three days ago, Xuan Yi's complexion was much worse; his clothes were stained with splotches of blood, and in his naturally hanging hand he held a long flute dripping with blood.

Zhang Liang chuckled softly, cast the Bird Crossing Art, and followed closely behind that man in black.

"There is no unusual activity on Phoenix Mountain, and no tail following you from behind!" Sasaki replied.

It had only been a short while before three of the five brothers fell, and the entire Phoenix Mountain was shrouded in gloom. Time passed swiftly; a month had gone by in the blink of an eye, during which many things had happened.

"You had better go back and investigate properly; do not make baseless accusations. I did not kill anyone; this is a frame-up." No matter what they said, Ma Qi would not admit it. He had not killed anyone; why should he admit it? Ma Qi still firmly believed that Tang Long would find evidence to prove his innocence.

Damn it! I must find out; the father in Carrot's mouth must be him! Vegeta looked at Sun Wukong seriously; he had guessed it was Bardak in his heart, but did not say it.

"Tong Ruo, this palace has arrived now! Do not make a scene anymore!" His meaning was clear: confining Tong Ruo was his order, leaving no room for misunderstanding or any shred of compromise.

The two returned to Fu Tianhai early in the morning, but when they arrived at Yang Tian Building, the brothers were already prepared.

However, just as he was about to leave, Zhu Kong Que grabbed him, pulled him out of the private room, drove away, and left Xixi Bar.

But Shunan Group held no direct leadership authority over Shunan Real Estate; this was an internal rule personally established by Ye Ying. Secondly, the 'Soul' in Ye Rukong's hands was also not responsible to Shunan Group or Shunan Real Estate.

After much thought, the only thing he could recall was the change brought about by the fusion of the Ancestral Master's sword intent with the dark light of the black stone bead. As for his actions against Qing Lingzi and Sikong Chanyue, he had no memory of them at all.

"Gulu..." His throat rolled. Ye Moxing's eyes were full of deep affection; even with such thick lenses, they could not block the burning heat in her gaze, which burned his eyes, his heart, and his body.