Wiping out a million cultivators with a wave of the hand—this was what truly befitted an Immortal Lord. Wisps of black qi cascaded from atop Si Tian's head in an almost endless stream.
With this single strike, he had obliterated a million worker bees and tens of thousands of dharma body puppets, extinguishing about two hundred thousand true spirits. In the Native Realm, this would have incurred a terrifying karmic debt that even a Venerable Master would be loath to taint themselves with, yet Si Tian bore it now with ease.
The epiphyllums bloomed without end. Wei Yuan knew he could not allow Si Tian to attack so unchecked, so—
Right at that moment, Chen Feng suddenly halted his steps, his gaze sweeping sharply forward. Ah Piao and Mo Ying also grew instantly alert, gripping the magic artifacts in their hands tightly, ready to face any possible danger.
Faith points were not only usable by himself; they could likewise be applied to the soul mirrors controlled by the players.
This Other Shore was not that Other Shore. By the host's logic, the Immortal King of Everlasting Life and the Immortal King of Perfection would be considered the same realm.
Lin Xian flashed a brilliant smile. Knowing one's own limitations was a virtue; one should only bite off what one could chew. If an attempt to act like a badass fell flat, one only ended up looking like a total fool.
The person she trusted turned out to have been an informant for others all along, while her frail-looking cousin, once so close and affectionate, was entangled with her fiancé.
Li Yang could not be bothered to waste more breath. Even though the fellow was on his knees unable to get up, he still kept bringing up the Tian family with every breath. Clearly accustomed to behaving like an emperor, he truly treated his own words as imperial decrees and saw everyone else as eunuchs.
"Focus our attacks on the altar's core!" Chen Feng shouted, realizing that the crystal orb was the source of these powers.
Chen Feng's eyes fell upon the machine on the operating table. He realized that this machine might be their key to unlocking everything.
For Lu Yu, without the involvement of the Commission for Discipline Inspection, it would take a bit less effort to battle Lin Hongwei.
However, just as they thought they had succeeded in destroying the altar, an enormous, hazy figure suddenly emerged from the black mist. It was the true form of the evil spirit; having broken free of the priest's control, it grew even more frenzied, causing the entire hall to tremble beneath its power.
Chi Qinghe had abruptly changed her tune, and Mu Liyan had handed her documents like these. This clearly meant they were letting Li Qingwan off the hook. So the prior inaction was no conspiracy at all, but simply that Mu Liyan had never intended to pursue the matter in the first place?
That man was a Taoist priest—no wonder he knew such an exceedingly difficult spell array. Though a man beyond worldly affairs, he reeked of malice from head to toe, his gaze like a dark abyss. Such a man was truly terrifying.
Yet bringing a child into the world without a father's love would only cause them misery. Wasn't she living proof of that?
Though a teacher ought to be fair, just, and impartial, teachers were only human after all, with their own passions and desires.
Tang Miao's voice was very soft, but Tang Ming, being so close, heard it clearly. The self-mockery in her words did not conceal her murderous intent in the slightest—an emotion long accumulated and on the brink of erupting, an eruption that would prove unstoppable once unleashed.
"That depends on whether he's actually willing to leave with you or not." Refusing to show any weakness, I would not allow myself to lose before Yu Cheng.
"Shu Ning..." His hand remained suspended in midair just a few centimeters from her, not daring to draw any closer.
A cold, severe solemnity washed over her face. She had said everything that needed to be said, and only hoped Qin Shou would understand, lest he stir up further trouble over illusory mirages in the future.
"Very angry? I dislike speaking with people who have lost their reason. Once you calm down, we'll talk!" Elder Jiang said in a low voice, still not looking at me.
After Lu Zhi woke up, he went to look for Wen Ci. Arriving at Wen Ci's room, he knocked twice, but no one answered. Hurriedly opening the door, he found the room empty. Thinking something had happened, Lu Zhi rushed outside in a frantic search.
One could tell he had forced himself to swallow it. No matter how much experience one had, foul food was still foul.
Besides, after Sun Yanhong's man, Old Cui, died, Sun Yanhong had returned to her maiden home. But her brother and sister-in-law had hardly treated her kindly; what right did they have now to force their sister into marriage just to dig themselves out of a hole?
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