65 Quiet / 65

Trying again, this time the sensation was different from before. Previously, his spiritual universe force would suffer a recoil, but this time, it flowed smoothly along with a current of air.

What the hell are three unknowns supposed to be? Are they treasures that only belong in the heavens, rarely heard of among mortals?

The sheep-headed, wolf-bodied anomaly spoke in strange dialogue. The black wolf floated around another anomaly like a vengeful ghost, while the sheep-headed anomaly held a crooked and bizarre bow and arrow.

Arriving at this familiar hall once more, things had long since changed and people were gone. Wuxin saw that the couch where Xia Haitang should have originally been resting now held her spirit tablet, appearing somewhat desolate and helpless—the living ones' remembrance of her.

The true god's pupils grew increasingly cold, and the next second, silver brilliance erupted all over his body. A pair of silver wings unfolded behind him, blotting out the sun and sky, exuding a terrifying aura.

Li Xiaoyu, having lost the wager, squatted on the ground in a huff. Right, she was in the wrong to begin with, and she certainly couldn't win an argument against me; she had undoubtedly fallen into my hands today! So, she simply squatted on the ground and refused to move.

The eminent monk was very young, yet full of wisdom. His Buddhist nature was internalized, concentrated entirely within his eyes.

He only passively accepted certain information when others brought it up, allowing his brain to relax just a little bit.

The unknown was always the most terrifying. If the opponent made a move to wipe them out, they probably wouldn't even be able to find anyone to exact revenge upon later, which would be utterly frustrating.

He had no idea how long he had maintained this posture. Ever since the Emperor heard him report that the Yanmen Prince's Estate harbored disloyal intentions and plotted rebellion, he had been ordered by the Emperor to wait outside. Then, he heard the Emperor fly into a furious rage inside the bedchamber, frequently hearing the sound of objects shattering.

In less than five minutes, Nong Mo had cut away a portion and stopped. As the sound of the cutting machine ceased, Nong Mo gently wiped the cut surface with his hand, and in an instant, nearly everyone present was petrified.

"Brother Feng, actually it's nothing major, it's just that I still have some questions regarding martial techniques that I need to ask you!" Dai Bang looked at Lin Feng with some embarrassment. It wasn't that he didn't dare to ask, but Lin Feng had already taught him five or six times, yet he still hadn't fully understood, so now he was afraid Lin Feng would call him stupid.

Useful information ended right there; the subsequent pages were all blank, suggesting that the person who wrote and drew in this notebook had not finished writing it. Long Yanhua knew the mountain torrent Bai Shaozi mentioned—it was precisely the one she had visited before, inside which stood a Five Elements Grand Array, looping endlessly.

The black hole was gone. Everything vanished. The starry sky remained the starry sky, as if the previous meteor shower and black hole had never occurred. The old man stared blankly at this scene.

Amidst the chaotic army, Duoming was like a malevolent deity killing his way out of Asura hell. Seeing the opponent unleash a large-scale attack, he let out a long whistle that shook the firmament. Silver-white radiance erupted from his body, and its instantaneous brilliance rivaled the blazing sun in the sky.

"This is the defense that even the Ba River cannot pierce." Seeing the scene before him, Yuhua Shan frowned at the intense chill; it was indeed extremely troublesome.

Lin Feng did not believe that Mei Wuhua would come to test him for no reason; there had to be some matters at hand, otherwise, he wouldn't have made a special trip. To say it was because of his handsome looks—well, that wouldn't be enough to draw this bewitching beauty here. Thus, he looked at Mei Wuhua with curiosity.

Instantly, Grandmaster Jian Fengzhe was left in disarray. He had exposed his identity, yet he was treated this way? Could it be that he had been in seclusion for too long, causing the citizens of the Dayan Empire to gradually forget his existence?

"Uh, Big Brother, let's drink first and talk as we chat!" Chu Yang was just about to discuss serious business with Situ, but out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught sight of the waiter serving food and wine, so he immediately stopped.

Recently, several major clans had expended massive resources to establish their respective settlements, after which they quietly focused on developing them, plunging the entire Dragon City into an unusual calm.

Upon hearing Vela's reply, the Tree Spirit warrior fell silent. He had no idea where Mark was, but since he hadn't returned to Constantine Castle, his chances of survival were grim.

For this reason, she had constantly tried to help Jiang Yumian control her longing for Changqing to cushion her emotional fluctuations. Even so, the intermittent overflow of emotional energy propelled her cultivation progress to soaring heights, leaving countless geniuses of the Ji family to gaze up at her in awe.

Not expecting him to suddenly lean in so close, Bamboo retreated straight back, landing squarely seated in the sofa. Now she could only look up at the man's expression, a mysterious sweat breaking out on her back.

He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. After all, it was something Angela had said while drunk, and she didn't remember it upon waking up. Fortunately, Linda hadn't mentioned last night's events to Angela either.

"Go on, those investigators must be waiting for you too." Arthur nodded. Staring at Wilson's back, he stroked the edge of his sword for a moment, then sheathed it and walked away in the opposite direction of Wilson.

"Do you consider me a brother? The kind of brother to whom you can entrust your back?" Lu Yun lowered his voice, his heart complex as Anthony's words echoed continuously in his ears.