092 Thunder Without Rain

How did you know I came from the Celestial Realm? Ali had long since deliberately concealed her immortal aura, and even Zheng Yuanqi had failed to discern it.

At this moment, the martial arena stood empty. Only two vast, waterlike luminous screens hung in the air, displaying the current state of the contests: the only battle already concluded was Sword Hero’s; the rest still continued.

“So it is one and the same thing? What does that mean?” Ali was puzzled, and Young Master Lu was equally surprised.

At the same time, the fan count for the F-X-C trio also rose by more than one hundred thousand, which was clearly recognition of them.

Liu Bei had earlier dared to suspect that Zhen Ji was one of Li Zhenguo’s people only because he wanted to frame the old master as a traitor to the Russian Federation. That line of reasoning was merely an extension of a prior premise: traitor was the starting point of his logic regarding this matter, so that he could not escape the dead end of his own thinking and step into a new line of reasoning.

The elders were all deeply displeased. The children they had painstakingly taught—how could they be called wooden puppets by someone else?

The monster turned its triangular head and examined its six claws. The five toes flexed open and shut, producing a crisp scraping sound.

At that moment, Yin Qinyun also remembered that the New City Entertainment Gazette was the company where the reporter responsible for the earlier false story worked. That was certainly worth watching; it might very well become another new opportunity for publicity.

“How is he?” Lingbo Fairy, having returned from her divine sense, could not think of anything else to say. It seemed this was the only question left.

As the ancient serpent-dragon energy entered his body, the seed of divine power for the Azure Immortal Art reacted first, trembling violently as though it would burst forth from his body. After that, the Long Life Sword, under Wang Yi’s urging, also began to radiate waves of oppressive might, forcing the ancient serpent-dragon energy and the divine seed to begin merging.

The original British phrasing naturally was not this brisk, heroic, martial style, but in Chen Qi’s ears the translation came to roughly this meaning.

The De Noro star system was far too distant from the Koprulu sector, separated by a full fifteen billion light-years. Without a temporal corridor, even the Golden Fleet, performing uninterrupted successive leaps, would need at least half a year to arrive.

The source was inside the Geyuan ruins. Though not yet the deepest part, it was at least no longer on the outskirts of the ruins.

Leviathan’s counterattack was equally formidable. Like a brood lord, Leviathan could also hatch subordinate troops. A normal Leviathan would spawn brood lords, but this mutated, fused Leviathan was hatching giant mutalisks instead.

“Mr. Shi, it’s me. Wu Tianche. Have you forgotten? We just met not long ago.” Wu Tianche’s voice came from inside.

In the room, Ye Lingchen rubbed his forehead, somewhat vexed. Thinking of Luo Xingyu’s aggrieved, heartbroken look when she left, he muttered inwardly, Could it still be my fault? Ridiculous. Ah, never mind. Then he entered the ring space and sat cross-legged beside the Memory Plum Stone, drawing in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

The power of life is the miracle of creating life. If one can control the power of life, it is fair to say one holds life and death in hand.

Not even waiting to return to his room, he went straight to the nearest sitting room. Jiang Qi collapsed most ungracefully onto a cool mat to rest.

His appearance would inevitably stir a storm in the temple. Perhaps he would become a candidate for the next temple master, the hope of the temple.

As the tide rose and receded, the two of them lost their former sense of hierarchy. They walked side by side, laughing and talking in high spirits.

After all those exhausting tasks had been done once through, Lu Qingge then discovered, to her own dismay, that she was hungry.

Countless questions swarmed through Lu Qingge’s mind, only to be shattered in the end by that one casually spoken statement from the man.

Besides, on the road here they had agreed very clearly that they could not quarrel with the Liu family. After all, those people had looked after the child for a time; however one said it, they had helped them greatly.

“Yes, very strong. He should be the newly ascended Saint-ranked Archmage that has been widely talked about lately. And for some reason, whenever I look at him, I always feel something unusual, as though there is some connection between him and me.” Even Erza looked confused.

In an instant, almost as if by lightning, after a sharp sound like a cord being severed, countless physical blades shot in from every direction of the dormitory. Though all were blocked, they came in relentless waves through a chain mechanism.

Han Fengxue seemed to be struck by lightning. His mind stirred, and in his dazed gaze thick mist appeared, only to be gathered away again.

At the thought of this, Xiao Ye was suddenly startled. That wallet had said before that a very important person wanted to see him—but that wallet was already at the level of an upper divine lord.

“Hmph!” Qin Shubao let out a cold laugh, neither confirming nor denying it. With his head held high, he walked back to the commander’s chair and sat down, calmly drinking tea.