Chapter 38

Feng Yun felt a slight sense of relief. Since this fake Feng Yun was actually Wang Zhen, he could not possibly be his biological brother.

This sentence proved remarkably effective; perhaps the henchmen realized there was no escape, for they threw their blades, spears, and staves to the ground and surrendered.

Seeing someone strike at Ying Zheng’s back, Meng Yi rushed forward to block the blow. Ying Zheng had long since lost count of how many times Meng Yi had intercepted a blade for him.

Through the binoculars, one aerial bomb after another could be seen falling from the warplane, plummeting toward the ground in freefall.

The others were at a loss, so they could only continue their search. At least having a goal was better than having none at all.

Lying on the ground, his body paralyzed and unable to move, the white-robed Daoist heard this and a mocking smile deepened on his face, as if he had long since foreseen this outcome.

Cheng Zhaozhao closed her eyes, her face set in a look of grim determination; after all, with the Lord now dead, her mission would likely be a failure once again.

Bai Yanxi acted as if she had seen nothing, cheerfully placing the food on the table and looking at him with bright, almond-shaped eyes.

This spiritual energy was pure, without a trace of impurity, and remained unaffected by external influences.

After all, the competition was just three days away. Having just arrived on the grasslands, some might not be accustomed to the environment, so this period could be used to gently condition their bodies and ensure they were in peak state for battle.

Now that he had arrogantly ascended the throne of the Sect Leader with no one daring to object, the strength of his momentum was evident.

"Could it be that a war broke out between humanity and other races? And in the end, humanity emerged victorious?" Dongfang Xiao conjectured. Since all other races had vanished and only humans survived to this day, did that not imply that humanity was the winner of that war?

One was an unrecognized member of the Bu family, and the other was an acknowledged member who was not a true Bu; Bu Fan and Bu Mei found themselves in equally awkward positions within the clan. Now that their mother had suddenly gone missing, Bu Tingni was the only one truly suited to return to the Bu family to seek clues.

Thinking of how he had offended Gu Feng of the Azure Dragon Academy in the Phoenix Secret Realm, Ouyang Tian felt even more melancholy; a bitter battle seemed unavoidable.

Furthermore, with He Chuan by her side, Xiao Mo had no cause for worry. As long as He Chuan was there, there was a high probability of capturing Li Maochuan, and once he was caught, the subsequent matters would be much simpler.

Of course, this also had a lot to do with the physical fitness of the Zero Team members; the physique of a martial artist is far superior to that of an ordinary person.

Lin Yan spoke in a booming voice: "Come over if you have the ability." His voice sounded eerily ethereal within the frost domain.

"...Gu Shen." She suddenly turned her face away and whispered his name, devoid of any strong emotion.

Looking across the entire Holy Academy, there were definitely no more than three, and the owners of those three were each earth-shattering figures.

"Attack! Destroy all these deformities!" Feng Yu immediately issued the order. Feng Yu was worried about Xing Ge, but even more concerned that something might happen to Lin Yan. Lin Yan's importance to Feng Yu and the Tilan people meant that even if it meant letting the Flame Wings go, the Blood-Winged ones had to be destroyed first.

Li Xuan closed his eyes once more. Time passed quietly, and with the full mobilization of the Myriad Worlds Mall, more and more worlds were conquered, and his faith points grew bit by bit.

Li Xuan had considered letting the system absorb them, but the system remained unresponsive. As for refining them himself, it was too troublesome, and the incense willpower he refined could not completely purge the dross within.

A strange sense of loneliness crept into her voice. Yu Qinchuan felt a pang of heartache; he took her hand and pressed a gentle kiss to her lips.

Xu Feng looked at the middle-aged man before him and couldn't help but sneer, leaning in to whisper softly into the man's ear.

The history of Silver City was unexpectedly ancient; what kind of secrets were hidden in that place?

Previously, after Liu Feng negotiated with them and they were forced to sign the contract, they had intended to keep causing trouble for Zhou Ruoxi and Liu Feng, but they were invited away by Tang Tianming.

She was very worried about Liu Feng. She did not know how to face the people here, and she had even less idea of what she should do next.

So, it is said that beauty is justice. Later, when Gu Jingchen learned that the reason Qi had saved him back then was simply because he thought he walked well, he nearly ground his teeth to dust.

Zhou Ruoxi looked at the slowly setting sun in the distance. Everything had returned to normal, except for... the person who should have returned.

The next morning, the Lin mansion came to pick up Dandan. As she reached the threshold, Dandan looked back at the manor where she had lived for so long. To her, this was not just a place to recover from illness, but the first home she had ever known upon arriving in this world.

Of course, the most eye-catching was the black-clad youth walking at the very front. If he were to invade and seize a city, the defenders would likely drop their armor and surrender immediately.

Neither of them was stupid, especially Ji Anchen; she immediately recalled how Lin Jinghe had been acting mysteriously, claiming that her home was being renovated.

After all, to ordinary people, these professional players were quite mysterious! Ji Han answered all such questions for them with a smile.

"Alright, there's no need to be shy. Let's go shopping, and I'll treat you to lunch," Wang Yunlong said with a smile, reaching out an arm to pull Li Li in as well.

Given Chu Mufeng's previous behavior, Ji Anchen had every reason to believe that if she turned and left now, he would stay in that laundry room all night in his wet clothes.

There were several basins of blood-tinged water of varying shades, along with used towels. The most conspicuous item was the object sitting on the plate in the center: a mass of black blood and mangled flesh, too gruesome to look at directly.

If stopping Qingju Qifang was justifiable, what was the meaning behind stopping Chong Ying? Could it be... they weren't after Chong Ying?

And since she had come to this world, the only time she had been forced in such matters was... but how did he know? Could he be monitoring her with some hellish artifact again?

The next day, Chu Annan bid farewell to his wife and children and embarked on the road to the Donghun Kingdom. Over the past few years, Chu Annan had not neglected his martial arts; he spent every day studying and sparring with his masters.

Delivering themselves to his doorstep? Looking at them, they understood perfectly, and at the moment Will Walker spoke, they retreated to the edges of the room.