Chapter 49

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Bai Yu also deeply loathed Mountain Eagle, but she was well aware that this was not the place to torture and punish him; she had to bring him to their temporary base first. Once there, they could subject him to whatever torture they pleased.

With that, her dear husband decisively reached around her waist from inside the coffin and pulled her right in.

The entire force of the Flying Immortal Palace was completely annihilated!

Following that, the troops of the Reincarnation Palace marched straight in and occupied the Flying Immortal Palace.

Once this thought arose, it spread like wild grass, growing uncontrollably. Qin Shaochang now looked upon the blonde foreign beauty as if she were a panacea of supreme potency; if not for the inappropriate occasion, he would have snatched her away on the spot.

"Since you are heading back to Port Prince anyway, we might as well travel together," Moon Shadow said with a nod.

"I tried waking you yesterday, but you wouldn't budge, so I had no choice but to apply the ointment for you myself," Lin Xi said with an embarrassed smile.

The five entities continuously reformed their bodies, but a moment later, they discovered in horror that their origin essence was beginning to deplete, rendering them unable to reconstruct their physical forms any longer.

When facing a grand figure of the ancestral teaching level, no matter how many ordinary troops there were, it was of no use—it was merely trying to stop a chariot with a mantis's arms.

"Qiyin, prepare the forbidden spell!" Lin Fan shouted in a low voice to Qiyin, raising his hand as a myriad of dragons instantly soared forth, blasting the monster before them backward in a single strike.

Such a reality was hard for Zhang Ji to accept, and naturally, it was just as unacceptable for his nephew, Zhang Xiufen, who stood beside him.

"My benefactor is truly a man of great loyalty and righteousness, which I deeply admire, Brother Sun. Since that is the case, I shall take my people and keep our distance—benefactor, try not to grieve too much!" With that, Brother Sun led the others to a distant spot to give them privacy.

He had just felt as though he had bounced hundreds of times across the Great Rift Valley at speeds of several hundred meters per second.

However, for a Martial God, he could easily bestow only the secret techniques upon him without imparting the hard-earned experiences he had painstakingly summarized.

The intricate power dynamics within the eunuch faction were extremely complex. All in all, Wang Ji being recommended by Wang Fu as a filial and incorrupt official to Cao Cao was an attempt by Wang Fu to repair relations with the Cao clan.

When Guo Peng appointed Cao Ren, Cao Hong, and the others as colonels, because they all possessed military achievements and were veterans who had followed him from the beginning, he also conferred titles upon them for distinction.

The Emperor intended to punish her severely, yet at this crucial moment, her so-called good husband did not hesitate to throw her under the bus to save Song Qingyue.

Shinichi Nitani and Akina Nakamori, being a stable couple, would certainly not be the primary targets for paparazzi on a quiet night like New Year's Eve. Besides, all the sensational breaking news involving them had already been captured previously.

Yaner stood guard dutifully at the door, faintly hearing the sound of sobbing coming from inside the room—a sound that grew louder and threatened to spiral completely out of control.

Dropping those words, Trump walked straight out toward his private office, while everyone present could not help but exchange bitter, suppressed smiles.

Two older Black DJs were spinning records there, listening to the music as they worked the turntables, instantly igniting the atmosphere of the entire venue while the dancers shouted and cheered without stop.

The crux of the matter was that the disparity in strength between him and them was simply too vast. Initially, they had intended to use his hands to help gather the rule spheres. Now that he had lost his utility value, they were highly likely to plot against whatever he possessed.

Filled with inner rage, Huo Ying directed her fury toward Ling Tian: why had he made her younger sister lead the way? Why send her younger sister into the very stronghold of the spirit-devouring creatures?

"What is this? Could it be that you harbor a trace of curiosity regarding the secluded realms of the Jade Tower?" The youth's astonishment did not escape Yang Ji's sharp gaze. Having lived through such a long time and through continuous interactions with the Jade Fairy, this fellow had more or less recalled the true function of the supreme treasure beneath their feet—its utility back when it was in the hands of the Heavenly Dao—as he shook his head with a smile.

"It is all the junior's fault for being flustered for a moment, failing to even perceive an event as momentous as the Jade Tower's breakthrough. However, this is hardly the time to fuss over such trivial matters." With a heavy frown, he gazed up at the sky, where the impending assault of the demon race loomed like crushing black clouds, his expression carrying unprecedented solemnity.

Down on the ground within Bianjing City, the cheers and cries of the True Demon descendants sounded like roaring mountains and churning seas. They shouted the names of their ancestors, kowtowing toward the direction where the legacy of the True Demon Emperor had vanished.

As someone let out a shout, the powerhouses from those dozen or so clans inexplicably felt a chill run down their spines, shivering from the bottom of their hearts.

Xiao Ming could roughly tell that none of the people present were likely to be an Eighth-Tier Alchemist like himself. Under such circumstances, as long as he refined an eighth-tier pill capable of instantly eclipsing all seventh-tier pills, victory would be firmly in his grasp.

Worse things had happened one after another: the inn suffered several consecutive fires, and not to mention the guests fleeing in panic, the mere financial losses alone were more than Zhang Fugui could bear.

Yujia regained her composure. Given the urgency of the situation just now, her handling of Madam Li's punishment had indeed been somewhat hasty.

Xue Bufuan and the other two gathered inside a room, taking out sheets of paper they had prepared in advance to exchange thoughts.

Was this ultimately the lingering sequela of gender-swapping and identity alteration, or was it a trial she was destined to endure and overcome?

Ma Feng had been missing for three days. Today, Ma Fangtian suddenly remembered that he hadn't seen his son for over two days, and after failing to reach him, a sense of dread told him something was terribly wrong.

Together with Lin Yun, Ye Fan moved his own slumbering body—now inhabited by the old fisherman disguised to look like him—from the bow into the cabin.

"My friend, why do you look so familiar to me? What should I call you?" he suddenly asked with a look of startled suspicion.

Yet this time, Chen Xinyi felt something entirely different. Amidst the sound of the zither, a delicate flower bud quietly blossomed.

Only those standing closer to the riverbank reacted with quick wits, leaping straight into the river to narrowly salvage their lives.