130 Taking care of you is my duty.

In the face of this will, Qin Tianji could clearly sense the terror gripping the entire Canglan World. Wherever the holy light reached, all wills belonging to the Canglan World melted like snow, disintegrating and retreating into the Heart of the World deep within the realm.

"Fly! We must keep flying, avoid the edge of their attack, and circle around!" Fengyun Wuhen hurriedly urged the holy dragon, executing a desperate, high-speed flight between life and death.

Meanwhile, the figure of the Flame Dragon Prince appeared on the spot. Clasping his crimson dragon soul spear, his eyes ice-cold, he lunged forward again without a word.

Ye Qingyi felt his soul leave his body in terror, desperately twisting his head to the side. The sword light grazed his cheek, but shattered his left ear into smithereens.

"Old Zhu, let us head out as well." Fengyun Wuhen stood up, stretching his limbs. As sword energy exploded from his body, dense, spiderweb-like cracks appeared in the space in every direction.

One must know that even at the highest quality, Copper-Etch grade equipment only offers 1–10 attack power, and that is for a perfect roll. The higher the grade, the harder it is to reach maximum stats; a 1–8 bow is already quite excellent for the Copper-Etch tier.

"Who... who are you people?" A doctor wearing glasses looked at us, trembling as he asked.

A cosmic lifeform that had comprehended the Laws of Light and Darkness transformed into a beam of chaotic light and shot out, while one who had mastered the Laws of Life and Death turned into a phantom—a non-corporeal entity existing between life and death, much like a ghost.

Song Lan and Zhao Lie both turned pale. Ren Cangqiong had charged ten times in one breath without a change in expression or heart rate. What did this imply?

It was as if a giant boulder had fallen into a blue surface of water in the void, sending out a ripple of azure waves.

"Are you jealous that Tangtang has candy to eat?" Gu Yu lowered his head and kissed Tang Youran gently, his voice low and husky.

Jiang Hua was not shy either; her boldness was no less than Su Qianqian’s as she spoke to Li Bumian.

Aloka was busy serving tea and water, then pounding Zhang Hao’s back, performing every task with meticulous care. Attila, who was nearby, also wanted to help with something, but no sooner had she walked over with a bowl of water than she was rebuffed by Aloka.

Originally, he had only wanted to take the opportunity to make the Nil Empire surrender some grain and, incidentally, resolve the matter of the Beastman Prince's death, but the turn of events left him helpless. No one could have expected the new Emperor of the Nil Empire to be such a hardliner, actually declaring war on the Beastman tribes on the spot.

Zabuza was a master Sasuke had gone to great lengths to invite, so naturally, Sasuke would not agree with their assessment.

Hearing Kawaki’s shocked muttering, Itachi turned his head and discovered Zifeng fallen on the ground behind them, his heart immediately filled with joy.

The current Three-Race Alliance was still a relatively loose collective. If a human matter were to arise here and cause a rift between the three races, he would undoubtedly become a sinner to the Beastman race. Not only that, but the Lion-men and Tiger-men might develop prejudices against the Fox-men.

Tu Gang respectfully placed the two bowls on the stone table. Li Bumian glanced at the so-called spirit rice porridge and medicinal soup, instantly identifying the ingredients within.

Li Bumian remembered that this was indeed the case, but he didn't give it much thought. Stepping onto Jiang Hua’s flying sword, he embraced her without the slightest hesitation.

He Lanxiang’s weakness made him feel very uncomfortable, so his voice involuntarily grew louder. How could He Lanxiang not understand? She was simply worried about Zhang Hao’s safety and could not bear to see him take risks, so naturally, she did not want to tell Zhang Hao about Gao Gen’s whereabouts.

Shuiyue Nunnery was once a place where imperial concubines retired to pray for the Emperor after his passing. The incense there was abundant, and it was heavily guarded inside and out. The Abbess, named Jingci, was a woman of profound Buddhist wisdom who had been honored by two successive emperors.

Shen Jinglan nodded upon hearing this, but at that moment, a new wave of contractions struck, leaving her with no strength to speak to Shen Qingwu. She poured all her energy into giving birth, not daring to slacken in the slightest.

The Thunder Emperor forcibly steadied his spirit, spitting out several mouthfuls of soul energy, his spirit dimming significantly. Even though his strength had recovered quite a bit, he dared not let his guard down when delivering a fatal blow to a desperate Great Emperor, exhausting his life’s soul energy to the limit.

Internal energy, to put it plainly, is a form of energy. As long as it is energy, it possesses wave-particle duality and forms a quantum field. Although Murong Chen had dispersed the quantum cloud, this did not mean the cloud ceased to exist; therefore, the concept of wave-particle duality was not discarded along with it.

After the first three months passed, her pregnancy remained very stable. She felt no discomfort, her appetite was good, and the mansion physician confirmed the child was very healthy.

Once again manifesting the Heavenly Demon Eye, two electric beams shot out. Gazing through the floating clouds of the Laws of the Void, he saw from afar that there were still traces of a breach on the world barrier. Although it had been patched, it was incomplete, and the central area had not fully closed, leaving a hole in the boundary.

After翟羿 finished speaking, his attendant presented two brocade boxes containing high-quality ginseng that appeared to be of significant age. Truth be told, this Chen Kingdom monarch was truly generous.

Murong Chen said nothing, merely sheathing the ancient bronze sword in his hand. Then, with a hook of his foot, he kicked the brown-haired youth’s skull to Paul’s feet. Murong Chen believed that with Paul’s discernment, he would be able to recognize what it was, so he couldn't be bothered to explain and left it to Paul’s own imagination.