Chapter 727: Isshiki, You're Not Dead

"I cannot fall here; I must lead this world toward a truly peaceful and happy world!"

With only his upper body left, Uchiha Madara endured the pain, using the smoke as cover to move with difficulty.

After absorbing the Divine Tree, he became truly immortal; as long as he persisted, the final victor would be him.

"Madara."

Black Zetsu watched Uchiha Madara in such a pathetic state, a sinister smile appearing on his face.

"Hurry and go—"

When Nangong Yi took the Ruyi Knot in his hand and examined it carefully, he discovered in surprise that this knot was exactly the same as the one Ling Yuwei had given him. Could it be that Ling Yuwei had asked Ling Yufei to give it to him? But that seemed unlikely.

"Could it be that you intend to?" Leo's mind could best keep up with Wuyou's pace; as soon as Wuyou asked, he immediately caught on.

Hmph, it seemed the two experts under his command were in grave danger; but with the flute stolen, matters had become more troublesome. Damn it, if he ever found out who was obstructing his plan, he would skin them alive. A fierce murderous glint flashed in the crown prince's eyes.

Now all Smoker had to do was arrest this pirate; although his abilities might be limited, he was not willing to let such a fellow go.

He Wanlian heard Zhuan Sunji's words, her face flushed with joy; although it was still morning, she could hardly wait to go back and prepare for welcoming the prince that evening.

It must be that Nangong Yi had long known Ling Yuwei's true identity as the princess of the Northern Cloud Kingdom, and he must be doing this to win over the Northern Cloud Kingdom. If the emperor knew all this, who knew whether he would still favor Nangong Yi as before.

Ma Qingfeng decided to start killing from the Earth Grade low rank. Activating the Meteor Body Technique, he drew the Heaven and Earth spiritual energy from his dantian, rapidly converting it into true essence. Killing an Earth Grade expert would consume a large amount of true essence.

A single word awakened the dreamer. Yes, what we need is levels. If we want to stand above others and be admired, only high levels and good equipment can let us gain a foothold in the game.

But he hadn't expected to arrive too late; she was already so deeply wounded. Looking at her chest still bleeding, he knew she could endure no more jostling, yet he still refused to let go.

The man was laughing. The moment she dodged the sword, he suddenly struck out with his palm directly at her chest, but unexpectedly the palm force could not get near her at all. Although shocked, he refused to admit defeat so easily.

If one only has clever tactics but no strong morale, the battle is fought in vain. Conversely, the same applies.

At this moment it had become a life-or-death situation. Although Mu Chen originally intended only to use this desperate strike to force Huang Zhan back, the latter's aggression had made the situation irreversible.

In the eyes of nobles who valued their own dignity, a man of unknown origin displaying such an attitude toward the king, whose status was above them, was simply too arrogant.

Chengqi's thoughts tangled. He paused briefly, turned his gaze to a dewdrop hanging on a broad lotus leaf in the pond ahead, then smiled and continued focusing on toying with the jade flute between his fingers.

That giant squid stared wide-eyed, dumbfounded at Ma Yuan who arrived in an instant, utterly astonished.

Li Weiguo did not allow the forests around the Unicorn Peak base to be damaged, saying that keeping them would be beneficial for the future. But the ones near Wanghaijiao could be cut down; after all, with Shen Shisan's development of Lingnan, the coastline at Wanghaijiao would certainly not be lonely in the future.

Feihu shook his head, let out a long breath, and said, "I don't want to make things difficult for you. Leaving Shengwei is true, but I don't want to leave you." Feihu spoke with great emotion.

The early winter weather was capricious; these days the wind raged incessantly day and night, bringing down the temperature, heralding the true arrival of winter.

He suddenly pressed his body down, pinning Zi Yuan to the bed, his dense kisses landing on her cheeks and earlobes, then exploring downward little by little, blooming red plum blossoms on her neck. The hot, stinging sensation made Zi Yuan's body tremble, and she couldn't help but let out a few soft moans.