Volume 1: Main Text - Chapter 32: I Can't Hold Back Anymore

Moreover, because the process of Hua Xixuan's metallization had not yet fully faded, her skin remained dull and cast a metallic sheen. However, the sharp-eyed Qin Tian noticed that the golden light between her brows was particularly brilliant, distinct from the rest of the gold on her body.

After the sand worm darted back and forth through the cavern for a while, Wu Yao spotted the presence of Sandmen—they appeared to be sentries. Upon hearing a sharp shriek from Agiya, it was not long before Agiya and the others led Wu Yao into a large stone hall, where a significant number of Sandmen had already gathered.

Yang Ting felt a headache coming on, but he asked earnestly, "If you learn it, what do you intend to use it for?"

After arriving at Wu Pass, Ziying immediately dispatched men to Nanyang Commandery to investigate the progress of the war.

"Situ Xuan, you actually allow outsiders to come here and disrupt our internal election? You are inviting a wolf into the house!" Fan Qing exclaimed to Situ Xuan.

"Tu Die is already the sect leader of a faction, and she has achieved the cultivation level of a Golden Core. Even so, she is still unsatisfied. She said that you and Liu Xuemei are both very clever, and she must put in more effort so she won't lose to you two!" Yang Ting said.

Feeling that there would be no danger, Wu Yao could not help but follow them to see what was actually going on with Young Master Zeng and Wang Yan.

However, each villa in this area was a standalone unit. There was a significant distance between neighbors, and even large areas of greenery in between; it was impossible to disturb anyone here.

"Leave one alive. I want to see exactly who he is," Sang Dong said to the man beside him.

Xu Ruoye's magical artifact was a circular, serrated tool. Seeing that the fishing net had hindered the Silver-Armored Fish's escape speed, he immediately gave chase, and his artifact struck out rapidly.

But after growing up, everything became less charming. Many things were not as simple as he had imagined.

When he woke up in the morning, he looked through every corner of the house. It was clear that the original owner was a person with no sense of routine in his life.

The princess also stated in the final part of the secret letter that Zheng Chong's family had been properly settled. With Zheng Chong's expedition to the Wa Kingdom imminent, if he felt uneasy, he could disguise himself as a Brocade Guard and return to the capital with the guards who came to deliver the message to visit Zhang Lingsu and the others.

However, this remark from Wu Linzheng provided a guiding light for others who intended to use this matter to stir up trouble. If Wu Linzheng’s impeachment did not have clear instructions from the Chongzhen Emperor, then others would surely swarm in to continue the impeachment; this was the customary tactic of factional strife in the Ming Dynasty.

Yun Yi retreated rapidly, dodging a blade aimed at his lower body, while simultaneously swinging his own blade downward to collide with the scimitar attacking from above.

The Destroyers only ended their miserable state of fighting the natural disaster individually once the heavy rain had eased slightly, though sporadic drops still fell from the sky. They began to organize the rescue of their trapped or drowning brethren.

The Air Force is an important component of the military. Whether it is long-range missile strikes or aerial fire support, the role they play is irreplaceable and indispensable for ground forces; therefore, seizing air superiority is a top priority for humanity.

Once these words were spoken, Liu Xifen retreated dejectedly. Lady Jin’s eloquence was well-known; if Liu Xifen could have outargued her, his sister, the Consort Liu, would not have been sidelined in the palace.

"And there are Death Fighters; I wonder what kind of beings they are." Wang Han watched the Skeleton Cavalry, growing even more expectant of the Death Fighters, which sounded high-level.

"Please give me a dozen of these 'warm-hearted' brothers-in-law," someone posted a headline online, sparking enthusiastic discussion.

If the magic of a "Demon King" is instinctual—as simple as throwing a punch—then the magic of a mage is like operating precise machinery: not only complex, but also relatively slow to react, with a certain amount of latency. Although the power and form differ, the knowledge remains universal.

Liu Huang watched the crowd without a word, took a final, deep drag of his cigarette, and crushed the butt firmly under his foot.

Even after being dragged out, some cultivators continued to roar, venting their rage at the Sky Dragon Workshop, but the barrier was now fully open, and they could no longer enter.

"Old Tom, what do you make of this?" the young surveillance officer asked, looking enthusiastically at the veteran employee who was staring blankly into space.

Andezhu had already made his move, and Na Ruo must be anxious to return to the grasslands to fight for the throne; he surely could not wait even a single day.

He thought that after these two police officers heard his words, they would panic and leave with their men, but he was completely stunned by what happened next.

"Even if you get the news, you have to wait for my approval first. It’s not just whatever you assume it is!" Qian Xing said, picking up the phone.

After resting for a night at the guesthouse, Li Siming arrived at the guesthouse early the next morning with a minibus.

At this moment, before he could even utter a word of surrender, he was ground into dust by the Great Emperor Wushi.

Just as Green was chatting with the boss, a militiaman left the table and walked toward Green.

The villagers stood on the ridges of the fields. Seeing Meng Fan arrive, they crowded around him. Carrying basins or buckets, they had already caught a great many insects; it was a truly gruesome sight.

"Alright, alright, then you should rest more," Han Bing replied with a smile as foolish as could be. A glimmer of tears flashed in the depths of his eyes, but before those tears could form, Han Bing suppressed them, and Lin Yumeng did not notice.

The cold, murderous aura of the Parting Blade filled every inch of space, and the trajectory of the blade's edge was like a dragon rising into the clouds of heaven.

The formal engagement banquet was over, but now that they were engaged, they had to call their brothers and comrades-in-arms for a proper drink.

Mo Fan, kneeling on one knee, had not yet had the chance to feel excited when he realized his body was completely overloaded. Fighting a Postnatal expert with the strength of the early Muscle-Refining stage was no child's play.

Just then, the "Umbrella of Heaven and Earth" stopped more than ten feet above the ground and slowly opened, and suddenly, rays of red light shone from the skirt of the umbrella.

Because this demon escaped, the Yellow Emperor and his consort Leizu nearly fell victim to its poison on their wedding night; that is a later story and will not be mentioned here.

"What do you think? Why did you capture the vice-principal? Are you openly defying the academy's laws?" Ding Han countered.