The central area of the Guangwu Star Sea, though pitch black and surrounded by a hundred Heavenly Pillars, was filled with surging undercurrents where the Dao Annihilation rose and fell like waves. This small-scale Dao Annihilation, however, was firmly resisted by the dense True Immortal Heavenly Pillars surrounding it, which acted like breakwaters.
From time to time, faintly glowing specks of light drifted out from the central abyss of Dao Annihilation. The hundred Heavenly Pillars suddenly shone brightly in unison, shooting out strands like ropes to entangle the specks of light.
A three-dimensional teleportation array appeared in the inner hall, and a pale, almost white hand emerged from the array.
Qin Fan had studied array formations for some time while in the Wutian Continent, and his knowledge proved useful at this moment. He recalled that this particular array was highly sophisticated, capable of completely blocking out sound and even images, preventing outsiders from seeing in. However, it also meant that those inside could not see out, and it consumed a great deal more energy, which was why he had abandoned the idea of using such an array himself in the past.
Above Level Nine, one reached the legendary Saint Tier. If cultivated to the Saint Tier, individuals would be regarded as god-like by mortals, capable of scoffing at emperors, looking down upon the world, and traversing the cosmos freely.
If one were to call him shameless, he was indeed utterly shameless, acting completely without the demeanor of a peerless master or grandmaster.
However, even a Martial Venerable expert traveling from Luocheng to Nanfeng City by land would take at least three to five days. By then, Nanfeng City would likely have ceased to exist.
“Please keep these three business cards,” I said, stopping what I was doing, taking three business cards from my pocket, and placing them on the table. “From now on, each time the Chu family makes a request, I will retrieve one.”
Ever since the Martial Imperial Examination, Yang Ji had slowly developed a habit: whenever he saw a good martial skill, he would project it into his mind, recreate it step-by-step, analyze its strengths and weaknesses from every angle, subconsciously seek out its flaws, and attempt to break it down.
A pair of newly acquainted fellow disciples, each with their own ulterior motives, began a unique 'friendly' sparring match.
“Open it and see if you like it?” Shi Hao said, winking at Li Yuanzhao, a strange smile playing on his lips.
Kalu, of course, didn't know that other families were actually observing the situation and hadn't made the first move. Only Kalu, foolishly, had rushed to lead the charge.
“His realm is very high, and he can suppress them for a while, but it won't last much longer. Young Master Liu, why don't you help me hold them off for a bit?” Tang Hao chuckled softly, without a hint of panic on his face. However, a hint of surprise immediately followed as he looked in the direction of Cui Bin and the others.
“Alright, I'll head over there now.” After getting Li Peng's reply, I stood up and walked towards my destination.
Old Madam Su used all her strength to open her eyes. Seeing her son, and then her grandson holding his hand tightly, Old Madam Su finally revealed the most relieved smile she had shown in months.
He waited outside the city until dark before tethering his horse. Then, carrying Qian Hao on his back, he climbed over the city wall and stealthily made his way into the Prefect's Yamen.
“Di Chongxiao, ascend the Esteemed Platform, where the Champion's Honor lies. You shall have full command of this death match.” Hua Tianyue, on the other side of the sky, manifested a table detailing the numbers and strengths of each guard unit.
“For me?” Lin Fei was slightly startled. When she looked at Wei Shan's gaze again, she suddenly realized something and lowered her head to look at the two swords in her hands. Only then did she finally understand; however, it was too late.
Fortunately, Bear Village had many caves. The residents of Bear Village had already moved into the caves before the snowfall began. Therefore, despite the collapse of houses, there were no casualties. This could be considered good news amidst a pile of bad news.
However, today, many cultivators entered it one after another. Although he noticed it, he did not come forward to stop them. After all, he was a reclusive cultivator who had finally achieved a quiet life and did not want his whereabouts known to his enemies.
“Everyone, don't listen to his nonsense! As long as we unite and resist this wave of attacks, reinforcements will arrive!” Bai Li was not foolish; if things continued this way, Nine Lotus Town would fall without a fight. Thus, at this moment, she could only bite the bullet and lie. As for reinforcements? They would only matter if they survived this attack.
Diao Chan heard an unfamiliar voice. Following the sound with her gaze, she saw a handsome and refined young master standing at the doorway. This young master, around 20 years old, wore a jade hairpin in his hair, was dressed in a light green robe, and had a ring-shaped jade pendant hanging from his waist. He looked at her with a pleasantly surprised smile.
Besides the Crane Army and the Eagle Army, the soldiers of the other three armies were also responsible for fighting on the city walls, battling the Taotie beasts that broke through multiple defense lines, and resolutely preventing any Taotie from crossing the Great Wall.
They climbed about two flights of stairs along the dimly lit staircase and entered a narrow hallway. Brooks pulled Weiss to a halt, stopped, and opened a wooden door with a key, leading him into a room where a faint scent lingered in the air. He struck a match and lit six candles.
Perhaps the burned-down Old Summer Palace looked something like this, Zhou Mo thought to himself. His heart, however, grew even more puzzled: who exactly was the owner of this palace?
“Young Master, today's extra edition is about the Battle of Mubang,” the newsboy immediately replied. “It also includes the Emperor's discourse.”
He had always known he liked Qingxue. But afterward, he didn't know what his mindset was; perhaps he felt that the world he traversed and the Soul Refining Continent were two separate worlds.
Under Wofansen's guidance, this large group of contestants formed a cohesive unit, like a peloton in a long-distance race, and together reached the mountain peak, receiving ribbons that proved their ascent.
“Let him go!” Wen Qiong said calmly. “I killed his brother; it's only right for a life to be exchanged for a life.” As Wen Qiong spoke, she drew her sword and offered it to Feng Yunzhan.
Many demons with powerful connections, even local magistrates, earth gods, mountain gods, and the like, dared not voice their anger.
Wu Wei looked up at Han Chaoyang, then immediately took out his phone to photograph the ID card. After taking the picture, he sent it to a colleague on duty at the station. While waiting for the station to feedback the ID card query result, he gestured for him to continue speaking.
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