Chapter 86: There Truly Is No One Left to Choose

Si Yao smiled. “It’s nothing, just… a bit tired, that’s all.”
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As the fourth season’s adaptation was drawing to a close, Xing Jue was coming home later and later. Lin Xiao had simply opted to stay at the studio, not returning home, and with nothing else to do, Si Yao would idle beneath the company’s photo studio, wearing…
Hearing this, Chen Zhixing retreated to Qian Fatty’s side and, under the table, gave his thigh a vicious pinch.
Even if it were a monstrous mutated tiger, after suffering such grievous wounds, it could never survive—in fact, if it were otherwise, he’d have rushed up to finish it off by now.
Qin Fen clenched his fists, savoring the surge of strength that rippled through muscle and bone, unable to suppress a sense of intoxication.
Though it was called a dormitory, the luxury here rivaled—perhaps even surpassed—that of a five-star hotel.
“I know your forces have arrived, but you won’t live to see your victory. Where are my lieutenants? All together now—kill this fool who doesn’t care for his life!” The Left General waved his hand, and his warriors charged at Ying Hai, blades flashing.
“That’s excellent. Could you all tell me about the situation in Heniu Tongzhou?” Gu Qingchen asked with a smile.

Zhang Jiao and the “Twin Children of Mount Tai” had never witnessed such swordsmanship before; instinctively, they stepped back. Cao Cao seized this rare opening, grabbed Xiahou Dun, and darted out of the great hall.
He opened the video, and there—clear as day—were Chen Zhixing and Wang Dahua, embracing and laughing together after their fierce battle on the Sky Stage.
The calamity erupting now was not truly a dead-end with no hope of survival. If, in the end, one managed to ascend to the Patriarchal Realm only for the calamity to erupt then, that would be the true, irresistible disaster.
This time, the S-rank investigation commission was headed by Shepherd. Deputy Section Chief Selin from the Operations Department had come as overall commander, approved by both parliament and the board.
As the chief appraiser of the Yunlong Empire, he had assessed so many treasures over the centuries that he himself could no longer recall just how many.
“How often can you draw a card?” The Soul of Satan stepped back half a pace and asked casually.
Qin Hao smiled lightly, said nothing more, and using his sealed spiritual energy, employed a secret technique to break the seal within.
Just as Brother Shen was at his wit’s end, Chen Yu spoke softly, not even bothering to lift his head.
He regarded the energy shard before him with some hesitation. This time, the fragment hadn’t chosen to merge into his body; whether that was good or bad, he couldn’t say.
The villagers, a dark mass with heads bowed, were startled by the sharp shout. One after another, they lifted their heads, clustering like a swarm of flies, their gazes turning toward the sea.

Not only Lucifer, but even Yue Guang and the others behind Hu Baiwan, all felt a jolt in their hearts at these words, unable to fathom his meaning.
This chaotic energy, also called primal essence, could be captured and refined by Grand Universe realm evolvers within the void, opening a new universe within themselves as their foundation.
Lin Jinjiang was the second disciple of Daoist Zixiao, specializing in earth techniques, with mastery over manipulating soil and sand.
After repelling the eight powerful serpentine clan warriors with another crushing blow, Yun Yun’s face, which had been twisted in wild laughter, suddenly changed color, as though confronted with something truly dreadful.
This young man before him not only displayed formidable strength, but also exuded an unfathomable aura, as if he hadn’t even shown his full power.
As for the goblins, they launched the most frenzied assault in their history, causing Lin Fort’s casualties to skyrocket in an instant.
His self-healing had not slowed, but each time his wounds began to close, they split open anew—a relentless cycle, over and over.
Facing Mu Lingtian’s threat, the madam, though reluctant and anxious, dared not make a move. She could only watch as the girls she’d raised with her own hands scrambled to snatch their own indenture contracts.