Chapter 64

Old Daoist Siyuan shouted with all his might, his entire body paralyzed by restrictions and unable to move, leaving him frantic as he desperately assaulted the seals. Xiang Luanluan and Song Xintong were similarly restrained all over, wishing to rescue Di Xiaoxiao, yet unable to budge.

With flushed cheeks, she lowered her head to glance at the two large hands making mischief on her chest for the very first time, biting her lips tightly.

The chieftain of the Miduoqi clan snorted coldly and disdainfully hung up the communicator, issuing an order to Situ Gedeng: Within one year, spare no resources to help Di Xiaoxiao lay the foundational physique of a cultivator, construct spatial barriers, and establish an internal space.

That ghostly mist silently engulfed the entire island. By the time everyone rushed over upon hearing the news, the entire island had already vanished. What was truly terrifying was that from the appearance of the ghostly mist to the arrival of the crowd, less than half a cup of tea's time had passed.

Lu Feng slapped his storage pouch, and hundreds of beast inner cores flew out, suspended in the air. Every single inner core had been left behind by a Tier 5 fierce beast.

Yang Guo stammered, truly unable to bring herself to ask. Her words were vague and ambiguous, as she feared Chen Tian would hear clearly what she was saying.

A surge of vitality erupted from her eyes, and her body responded with strength. Her left leg used all its might to sweep a half-arc backward, and her body fell to the right.

This was a dense forest, where colossal ancient trees were everywhere. Sunlight filtered through the dappled shade of the leaves, creating a lush, verdant scene. From time to time, the calls of unknown birds echoed, serene and peaceful.

Looking down at Lu Yunting below, Shangguan Lingyun curled the corners of his lips: You should feel honored! The ultimate techniques of the Shangguan family are not casually displayed before outsiders.

Knowing the inside story, Jin Man'er naturally supported her completely. Yun Jing had never interacted much with Tianchuan Fu and Rang Shengqiu, and at this moment, she also sensed that the atmosphere was somewhat discordant.

Fang Li had not guessed wrong. After all, this was merely an avatar, and it truly carried no magical treasures whatsoever; or rather, it was itself an incarnation formed by suppressing with a rather decent magical treasure.

However, regarding the explanation given by the Devouring Heaven Demon Emperor within the stone tablet, both Luo Xiu merely smiled noncommittally. Although Luo Xiu did not know why the Devouring Heaven Demon Emperor inside the tablet kept believing that those two would descend once more, there was one thing Luo Xiu was extremely clear about: the mere existence of the Devouring Heaven Demon Emperor was a colossal trouble.

In addition to this, Shen Lie discovered another phenomenon—one that had been present ever since entering the city, and which was becoming increasingly obvious.

A silent tacit understanding arose naturally. Feng Rushong nodded at her, stepped sideways to shield He Qingyan behind him, while Ma Cong strode toward the courtyard exit, attempting to communicate with the newcomers.

Seeing Lin Zhi's dazed and foolish appearance, the three of them genuinely found him both exasperating and amusing, and could only gather around to play along with him.

In the surveillance room, Xiao Yi deduced Lemon's intention, left early to take the elevator back to the office to wait, while Zhao Qi went upstairs a step later.

"We've come again..." Oconnell looked at everything happening in the distance, wearing a complicated expression as he spoke.

For a moment, unable to figure out how something as major as the cooperation between the two companies could have anything to do with Lemon, Qin Shaoyu—that fellow who could never keep a secret—pointed out that Lemon thought highly of him, and it was only with the consent of their elders that a preliminary intention for cooperation had been reached.

"No matter. Superficial flesh wounds are of no consequence; a wounded heart is what truly hurts." Qian Fu was unusually gloomy.

However, before Luo Xiu could react, the heavenly tribulation, which had ceased not long ago, descended once more. Terrifying thunder tribulations filling the sky instantly spread across the heavens. A terrifying pressure of the utmost degree descended, and endless thunder-attribute energy bombarding instantly erupted. A terrifying sea of thunder, carrying terrifying thunderous might, instantly tore this space apart.

"Heart-Devouring Powder is originally refined from Netherworld Grass, and its poison can only be neutralized by the venom of the Netherworld Snake, which grows right beside it and feeds upon it. This is precisely the principle of mutual generation and mutual restraint in all things under heaven," Liu Fan explained while parting the grass, searching the vicinity for any snake holes.

Ever since Li Huai'an learned that there seemed to be romantic feelings between Ye Jingxuan and Su Qingwan, he treated Su Qingwan with even greater care. To speak the honest truth, although the Emperor treated his various imperial sons with equal fairness in name, deep down he still showed exceptional care for Ye Jingxuan.

A dance had just concluded on the stage, and before the next program began, Qin Feng bolted onto the stage.

Walking over to the bed, Luo Xiu—or rather, Luo Qian'er—frowned slightly when she saw a set of yellow attire placed upon the bed. That was what Huang Ying had sent over after Yun Ge's departure.

Yet, she did not stop her steps, simply uttering a ruthless sentence: "You are no longer worthy to call me by that name." As for the reason, there was no need to say more.

Lian Kexuan was stunned for a moment, then shrieked in a fury of shame: "Wang Kang, you are courting death!" Saying this, she raised a hand, intending to give Wang Kang a slap across the face.

Hearing that Ma Qingfeng was going to enhance the strength of these disciples once again, the masters of these sub-halls were filled with burning envy. Most of them were Earth-realm intermediate-stage martial masters, with a few Earth-realm low-stage ones. As for high-stage ones, they had long since become elders of the main hall, and those outside were as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns.

Xiao Lingxiao waved her hand to sever a venomous snake, wiped the sweat from her brow, and gazed into the distance, seeming to catch sight of an unusual radiance. If that divine wolf fellow spoke the truth, that place was likely the origin of this illusion.

However, she recently conceived a new idea: since she had transmigrated into this world, she would alter its system and transform it into her ideal world. Of course, this sounded somewhat fantastical, but as long as she proceeded according to her plan, this idea still had a possibility of realization.

Li Luoluo watched this scene through the crack of the door, and she too felt a boundless desolation. Her eye sockets grew sour, and tears fell. She did not want this; she did not want it either.