Chapter 56: Mission: Defuse the Shura Field

He then reined in his wandering thoughts and concentrated on refining the puppet. After a full half-quarters of an hour, the spiritual light on the two spheres flared brightly, indicating the completion of the refinement.

Yang Zongheng waved the Hidden Shadow, and the iron wings behind him suddenly transformed into countless sharp blades, engaging in a fierce battle with those willow branches.

Hearing Wei Chen's question, Chen Ran could not help but look down at his own attire. At that moment, he was wearing a camouflage uniform taken from an outdoor gear store, yet he also wore a police bulletproof vest and wielded cold weapons, truly making him look somewhat incongruous and bizarre.

"Have you forgotten the promise you made to the physician earlier?" Jun Haoqiu leaped down from the city wall and blocked Zhang Qiuning's path.

"A defeated general? Who have I been defeated by? Was it you, or your prince?" His gaze finally fell upon Yang Zongheng, a flash of coldness crossing his eyes, causing Yang Zongheng's heart to tighten.

This being the case, even knowing that the Golden Glaze Demon had abducted Lili'er was of no use.

The Overlords also discovered that human genes possessed certain differences, seemingly having suffered massive non-fatal viral infections within a very short period of time.

Mu Xi tugged at his clothes, her mind spinning in circles. There actually was such a path in her mind, and what he said seemed to be completely flawless.

During the great battle back then, Dao Keqian's father, who was also the master of the Trembling Blade Sect, held off the enemy with his single strength at the cost of his life, only then creating an opportunity for the two of them to survive.

Coupled with the fifth-tier grand demon beneath their feet, it could be said that if the human race had no Saint Infant realm powerhouse arriving for this battle over the source vein, it would likely fall into the possession of the Sky Eagle tribe.

Those three characters were definitely not something a cultivator at the Spirit Reverence realm could write; they were most likely left behind by the pioneering patriarch of the Flame Sky Sect who had transcended his realm. Since this person was able to channel battle intent into his body in such a complete manner, there was only one possibility: an extremely close blood connection existed between the two.

Completely unlike the previous few times, the flames Ye Yan released this time were green. This did not mean he had added substances like copper to the flames, but rather that the spectral refraction of the flames had reached this temperature.

Speaking of this, Qiao Feng was seen flicking his right index finger toward the back of the saber. With a crisp "clang," the single-saber instantly snapped into two halves, the blade tip flying several feet away while the hilt remained firmly in his hand. He said to Shan Zheng, "Offended!" Then he dropped the saber hilt and strode away.

After a moment of thought, Lin Feng understood. This was because he had refined the Eternal Celestial Wheel and the avatar of the primordial spirit of Eternal Night, destroying a portion of her combat power. Currently, Eternal Night's rank was at the intermediate Divine Emperor level, but her combat power was reduced to the tier of an initial Divine Emperor.

Chen Changsheng felt a secret sense of wonder, while the ominous premonition previously harbored in his heart grew increasingly intense, vaguely feeling that this action of his had most likely brewed a major catastrophe.

A dozen red-clad ninjas had already divided into two groups. The fellow named Saito led three ninjas to guide the way in front, while Longyi closely followed behind the crowd with the remaining red-clad ninjas.

Indeed, after pouring out her grievances to Wei Zi, Ye Zi did not wait blindly. Instead, after Wei Zi left, she took Wei Tong and sought out the person in charge of the Tokyo Fashion Organizing Committee.

Ling Tiancheng did not speak; his fingers, which were pressing tightly against Ou Fengqiao's neck, merely trembled slightly. Following that, he lowered his arm and sighed, "Go!" Ultimately, he still felt a sense of indebtedness toward him. Even though the other party's murderous intent toward him was genuine, no matter what, this sword could not fall.

And this was precisely one of the reasons why, despite the formidable strength of the Four Sects and Twenty-Eight Factions, they had never been able to claim the Desolate Mountains as their own.

"This is supernatural ability, and every country has such an organization, but this Alliance of Gods is even more terrifying! By the way, Old Yue, how did you end up being hunted down? And how did you return together with Desla and the others?" Zhao Ye continued.

Lian Muran took a few breaths before saying, "Actually, it's nothing much, it's just... a feeling." Because the feeling Gao Linlong gave her, and the way he looked at her from beginning to end, was entirely harmless.

"Those two matrons can be considered my benefactors, so don't make things difficult for them!" Wang Caijun panicked and suddenly recalled a matter, speaking up immediately.

"Yiyi, are you alright?" He had never expected her to come to City C. When he was most severely injured, she did not appear; when he was discharged from the hospital, she did not appear.

The freshly minted Prince Qingxing, formerly the Prince of Qi, shattered a wine glass during the New Year's Eve dinner. This was because his son, Shui Qingqian, was unwilling to return home for the New Year. He had condescended to go look for his son, yet the son did not even call out "Father Prince" once.

"If you're unwilling, then get lost." Li Jiaxuan no longer had any pleasant expression left for Fan Yiyi. Direct, simple, and crude.

"Well, if you can do what I just mentioned, I'll consider it." Yun Jingchu shrugged and said.

Very good. They were not afraid of the demon man coming personally; what they feared was that he wouldn't come. If he didn't come, how could they close the net?

Because there were acquaintances in the official yamen, the housing transfer procedures were completed in less than a quarter of an hour. Inside the yamen, Master Qiao handed five thousand taels of silver notes to Young Master Li right in front of everyone.

Amidst the crisp sound of wooden paddles landing on flesh and skin, everyone felt a chill throughout their bodies, and Yun Jingchu even "fearfully" hid behind Yun Jingxi. However, Wushuang in her arms wore a cold expression without the slightest fluctuation.

I looked at him like this—this helpless and painful him. Peeling away the desolation on the surface, there was even a trace of humble entreaty. Mussa, a man living in a male-dominated society, would actually display humility for the sake of a romance.

Swish! Lin Ho descended upon the ashes, raising his hand to wave, whereupon Minglun Heavenly King's spirit ring flashed amidst the ashes on the ground.

Naturally, Li Jiang's attention to the Old Port Incident was no less than his focus on the military battle. He ordered Blue Eagle to report immediately the moment any news arrived.

Swish! The magic net instantly opened its huge maw! Swish! Right on the spot, the magic net sucked Demon Feiyang and the others into this massive net.