Volume 1, Chapter 51: A Vast Chasm

Everyone was eager not to miss the opportunity to forge a connection with Jiang Heng, and they successively introduced themselves and exchanged names.

The icicles stretched all the way to the castle at the far end, resembling a welcoming ceremony deliberately prepared as if the master of that place had long anticipated their arrival.

The two fighters exchanged blows with the swiftness of a hare rising and a falcon swooping. The outcome was settled almost in the flash of a flint, leaving the assembled crowd with no time to react at all.

Lin Liang said nothing. The identification results of the thousand materials between the two had already revealed the outcome: Lin Liang had successfully identified eight hundred and twenty-eight, whereas Wang Luo had only identified one hundred and seventy-two. With such a virtually one-sided result, could it be because Wang Luo was simply too weak?

"Or perhaps, the person the Demon God Palace wants to eliminate is not only powerful but must also be killed without a sound, which is why they chose to use poison. Before doing so, they certainly wouldn't have made a huge fuss to avoid complications," Fang Jin added.

"You don't look much older than me," Han Ke said. Bai Rui looked to be around the same age as Han Ke, older than him by at most a year or two.

"How come there are only the two of you left? I remember Xu Lin was supposed to be with you," Mu Zifei chimed in, interrupting.

A phantom smelting furnace and a phantom smelting hammer, one set for each person; a thousand types of phantom materials, one set for each person. However, each type of phantom material only existed in a single copy, and the thousand materials on both sides were completely identical. At this moment, both Lin Liang and Qin Feng learned of the rules and trials of this battle platform through the descending will of the Molten Core Pagoda.

"Elder Sun, you are too polite. It wasn't that big a deal to begin with; it was just that the timing was a bit off, which caused such a huge commotion. Besides, I also had my rash moments," Chen Xu nodded and smiled faintly.

Five of them were half-step Heaven-tier cultivators who, relying on their exceptional strength, had survived the brutal melee among the five hundred million cultivators.

Otherwise, having had no contact for such a long time, even if Chen Xu had truly returned home, he wouldn't have failed to make a single phone call. It was evident that Chen Xu merely regarded Zhang Na as an ordinary friend.

Had he known this would be the outcome, he definitely would have stood on the side of the Ninth Company back then and made things difficult for the regiment.

They glanced at Tang Bao and his group, who were enveloped in golden light, and then looked at their own magical artifacts, feeling an indescribable pang of distress.

In a depression very close to the Mountain Deity Temple, more than a dozen people were concealed. They all wore identical black robes and vicious ghost masks, obscuring their faces.

Hearing this, Su Mingyue flashed a mischievous smile at him, and then proceeded to place a portion of every single dish on the table into her brother's bowl.

Tang Bao's first remark left her somewhat embarrassed, but his next sentence rekindled Bai Qingqing's hope.

Behind him, a flash of light swept through the depths of Tang Bao's eyes, clearly revealing countless wisps of grievance condensing into blood-colored Qi all around.

Reasonably speaking, she was willing to trust Tang Bao, but how many words spoken by this eerie entity could actually be trusted?

When the dishes were served, Li Shiji tasted them and was greatly amazed, highly praising the exceptional flavor of the food. He marveled at how it was impossible to tell what cooking techniques had been used to make the dishes taste so exquisitely fresh.

Gu Zhaoming actually wanted to hire bodyguards himself. After all, their family could not compare to the Xiao family. Although the two families currently enjoyed a close relationship, she did not want to trouble the Xiao family with every little matter.

After exiting the passenger transport station, Han Ke bought a considerable amount of nutritional supplements from a supermarket and stood by the roadside, intending to hail a taxi.

"Fang Chang!" Fan Lei grew anxious. He called out twice more, but couldn't pull him away. Gritting his teeth, he bowed to Instructor Liang and returned to the running track in silence to continue running on his own.