Chapter 112: The True President (Finale)

"Heh..." A bitter smile touched Zhang Daoran's face. Since he had attended this technology seminar, he naturally had to submit all his materials.

"Young Master, please don't be anxious."

"We never said this fellow wouldn't gain everyone's approval, so..."

This was no ordinary pill. On the open market, a single Origin-Returning Pill was worth a hundred thousand spirit stones. As a top-tier pill among the Profound grade, the Origin-Returning Pill could instantly replenish a cultivator's spiritual energy. Such a pill could often determine the outcome of a duel, so its value went without saying.

He merely pulled up his right sleeve; if this was his preparation for facing the beam of light, it seemed far too reckless.

The two exchanged sharp, testing remarks. After a long while, the old man continued.

Watching helplessly as Xiang Qingshen drove the car away, Qiao Bo finally realized that when their CEO said "You get out first," he meant that he should step out so that the CEO could take the wheel.

They had only seen Jing Yuexuan punch the empty air, followed by an explosion. Only now did they catch sight of that ghostly blue sword light. It had approached with menacing force, yet it stopped abruptly right before Jing Yuexuan, hovering there before him.

They were all marveling at Mu Jiuge's transcendent class. It was one thing to have astonishing defensive capabilities, but to possess such devastating, heaven-defying destructive power was another.

"General, the scent of blood is heavy. They were likely murdered just up ahead," said Boss Ma.

After a long while, Hongjun waved his hand, producing the scroll that had been crumpled into a ball.

Seeing Xin playing coy, the figure in the black mist said nothing, simply letting a wisp of mist drift slowly toward the positions of the Demon Lord and the City Lord.

At this moment, everyone stared at the Tyrant Sword Demon. They watched as he raised his heavy sword high, his entire body wrapped in a crimson murderous aura, the terrifying pressure causing the air to churn violently.

After all, by possessing the thousands upon thousands of fierce beasts from the Monster Mountain Range, Long Teng could instantly establish his own true power without any concerns. He would even gain a greater advantage when facing the Tiger Roar Empire and the White Dragon Empire.

Arriving at a place she had never been before, Miaokedi gradually relaxed once she confirmed that no one was nearby, sitting down with her back against the wall.

Ye Lingfeng let out a deep sigh. That moment had been the perfect opportunity to capture her, but now he had to make a trip to South Korea. It was utterly frustrating.

The Alchemist Guild was a good choice, and it even improved their relationship with Changyu City. The old City Lord, overjoyed by the matter of the pills, moved directly into the currently rudimentary Canglei City at the foot of Canglei Mountain, which also led others to believe that the relationship between the two factions was excellent.

"What are you two doing?" A deep, resonant voice rang out from behind, giving the focused pair a tremendous start.

The accusations on the internet were vicious, yet Yue Yi remained silent, refusing to offer any response.

He had just infused his entire body's spiritual energy into that strike. Furthermore, martial arts masters possessed lightness skills; no matter how powerful his palm strike was, it would be useless if he couldn't even touch the corner of his opponent's clothes.

When that massive freighter passed through the Panama Canal, two pillars were erected on either side of the channel. Nano-material sheets were placed on the pillars, and then one nano-filament after another was wound around them.

Originally, he had intended to stay in the sect and craft something new using the materials from the Southern Region's Heavenly Horned Yellow Ox, but now there was no time, so he would just make do with the treasured artifact he had won at auction.

Usually, Liang Hao found these system notifications quite annoying; in fact, after getting used to them, he had reached a point where he could subconsciously ignore them.