Wei Yuan drew several inconspicuous threads of karma from the teacup. These karmic strands had nothing to do with one another, but once combined—and further joined with the station of a King Buddha—they would instantly become a potent thread of karma, binding the monk tightly to the Land of Vitality.
When the time came, if the Land of Vitality were destroyed, enemies could also trace this thread of karma to find the monk.
For an Immortal Lord or even those of Transcendence, ordinary means could no longer kill them at all; even if their souls and spirits were utterly extinguished, they could still, across time—
What Black Dragon was currently studying was an intelligence course jointly offered by the base in collaboration with a renowned European military academy. Still, he felt no need to mention such things; besides, a person had to learn many things in a lifetime, and this did not conflict at all with attending university outside.
Lei Dali's remains were already completely cold, his thin, light-gray coarse-cloth shirt stained red with blood.
Bai Shu instantly thought of everything that had happened in the Purple Mulberry Villa, as well as the past concerning Xue Dongyi that Dong Se had once recounted to him.
Jiang Zhuofang's tears had already begun to flow. Put this way, it fully explained why he had felt inexplicably sorrowful when he met Aunt Yuan.
Yet Lin Yue was, after all, no ordinary martial artist, and her martial arts were bizarre, unpredictable, and exceedingly miraculous. Though the sword qi struck squarely in front of her, it all vanished without a trace.
A spotless peach-wood table stood close against the edge. In a tray atop it sat a teapot surrounded by three teacups, the porcelain of both pot and cups being famous ware from Jingdezhen, Jiangxi.
"He's coming back." The Beast King's eyes were filled with terror. That terrifying man had actually returned unscathed from such an assassination attempt; what power in the world could possibly contend with him now? When he returned, the world would surely be plunged once more into a storm of blood and gore.
Thoughts flickering wildly through his mind, he watched as that indistinct figure slowly raised its head toward him. Gradually, after the black-robed figure fully materialized, Lin Han's mind inexplicably settled into calm for the very first time.
In the eyes of certain individuals with immense connections, these three capable subordinates under the Death Knight Ice Whisper Bone had long ceased to be any secret. Yet for some reason, few dared to openly recruit them.
Upon first arriving here, even Qin Hai, accustomed though he was to seeing beauties, could not help but be thoroughly captivated. She was an exquisite beauty whose phoenix eyes seemed ready to pull anyone in, and the crimson cinnabar beauty mark on her snow-white forehead was especially breathtaking.
When the group of nobles following behind looked through the wide-open door and saw the scene inside the room, several threw up on the spot, while the others turned deathly pale. Count Rielde was even completely drained of color.
It was agreed that it would be set for midnight three days later, signaled by three lanterns flashing three times. At that time, the elite Blackwater Ming troops would storm in through the east gate, and the overall situation would be settled in a single stroke.
To speak of it, Ye Fei had been cultivating immortality for several years, yet the person before him was the strongest he had ever encountered; the aura alone sent shivers down his spine.
With a shrill whistle, an alarm rang out from the east, and all the soldiers snapped to attention at once.
Yet after the Three Sovereigns inspected it closely under Su Yuan's prompt, confusion gradually crept into their eyes.
Kuro followed behind Golden Lion Shiki. As he left, he glanced back over his shoulder, just as Harden looked up, casting a complicated look back at him.
"If you don't take off your clothes, how am I supposed to neutralize your gu? Besides, the gu poison can't be expelled cleanly; if it gets onto your clothes and re-enters your body later, you'll have to bear the consequences yourself," Ye Fei replied sternly. Helping you neutralize the gu once was a matter of principle, but doing it three or four times would just be looking for trouble.
"Dad, what should we do? Aunt isn't home, and this is a huge problem now," Chen Shuyao said anxiously, her face turning pale.
Agri watched Old Neil at the center of the altar drawn in blood, the blood stripping away from his own body, with an unidentified mass resting before him.
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