Chapter 48

Tang Xinyu shook his head, feeling his entire body soft and limp as if walking on cotton. Remembering how the cultivation technique mentioned a lengthy adjustment period, yet now, other than a slight discomfort, he felt practically fine, he finally relaxed completely without a single aftereffect.

The young man cast aside his brocade attire, changed into a white robe, and sighed, "With my eldest brother participating, there is no chance for me to stand out. In this martial tournament, I will conceal my true strength and aim merely for the top ten. Uncle, you need not worry."

As a heavenly military force belonging to the legendary Celestial Venerable, even members of prominent inner-domain families could not simply come and go as they pleased. Otherwise, where would the dignity of the heavenly army be?

Although she did not know what the faint glow in the deep sea actually was, Ye Rou could sense a wisp of spiritual energy. Though thin, in the pitch-black sea completely devoid of spiritual energy, it was still better than nothing.

The customary schedule of Wenfa Academy was lectures by instructors in the morning, followed by free cultivation time in the afternoon. Students were free to practice martial arts or meditate as they pleased. Of course, leaving the academy grounds was strictly prohibited unless it was a rest day or permission had been granted by an instructor for external training.

Seeing that even Li Hanyun was somewhat curious about what formidable abilities the doorway guard Zhang Yong—who looked precisely like a fat pig—actually possessed, since Ghost Hand had rated him a cut above the likes of Li Siguang and Tian Ci, Shi Jintian, who had recently been deeply engrossed in the mysteries of martial arts and wished to spar with him, decided that a single pot of wine was a small price to pay to find out.

The morning sun rose, and boundless rays enveloped the Five Elements Mountain Range, clothing every peak in a thin layer of golden gauze.

Then he witnessed a scene he thought was a hallucination: a young man sprang up from the ground, cleared the high perimeter wall directly, and flew over.

Wukong was not actually tricked by him, but rather feigned it intentionally. Brandishing his sword, he slashed around and his heart settled completely: "There are no spatial rifts around here. Excellent." Seeming to wander aimlessly, he suddenly whipped around. As the Ghost Brake leader watched the sword light instantly closing in upon him, he opened his mouth and unleashed an invisible mental attack.

The reason was that many geomancers of past dynasties had claimed that once an ancestor was buried in a supreme geomantic treasure spot, their descendants might produce emperors and prime ministers, posing a threat to the safety of the dynasty.

It resembled a bulb in an old, dilapidated house with insufficient current, unable to function at full capacity and losing its luster.

"Mr. Lin, rest assured, our technical personnel have already begun tracking them. They cannot escape!" The police officers at the scene said to Lin Bafang.

The pot-bellied generals who were preparing to enjoy afternoon tea were nearly frightened to the point of collapsing to the ground by this shout.

"Why let go? Isn't this rather nice?" Lin Bafang pressed his body closer, having her rest her legs over his shoulders.

"The Five Decays of Heaven and Man have already begun. Do you still intend to remain at such a stalemate?" Shakyamuni asked, looking at the Primordial Celestial Venerable and the Three Pure Ones.

"I am the legal representative of the client. I demand to see the closed-circuit television recordings here," the lawyer accompanying Yiran's father said to the police officers present, producing a professional qualification certificate.

Once again, Li Guyu had purchased a reserved seat. She wondered if she simply had an affinity for window seats.

After Wo Zhuangbi and the others turned around, Lin Bafang sprang into action. Reaching both hands deep into the coffin like a forensic investigator, he began examining her, checking whether her muscles were stiff and whether her joints could bend.

Everyone in the main hall responded in unison and with clear volume. Zisang was among them, his voice ringing out with resolute strength.

The archer sergeant, his face a mask of utter perplexity, gazed at Count Raicis. Looking at the front lines—where troops were either intermingled or on the verge of chaotic melee—he truly had no idea where he should deploy his crossbows.

Gengar and Altaria had already used their moves in an attempt to interrupt Naganadel's buildup, but the opposing Naganadel King suddenly stepped forward, single-handedly deflecting the attacks of both Pokémon while sneering coldly at the Alliance forces.

At that instant, the corpses on the ground transformed into white light one by one and vanished before their eyes.

Mengluo explained obediently and sweetly to the ship girls like Harbor Princess while dragging Feiyu down from the bridge, landing steadily right in front of Harbor Princess.

Not all players understood the genuine crafting process, so the system introduced an auxiliary crafting feature.

Once injured, whether one could safely leave Returning Snow City alive became a major question. People in the pugilistic world still valued their lives dearly.

Count Johnson also heaved a sigh of relief. This was undoubtedly good news, and as the future Mage Johnson, he intended to proclaim this news far and wide.

Zhang Cheng lowered his body and tapped the steel plate on the ground, discovering it was at least ten centimeters thick. With his strength, he could not break through it in a short time.

The massive devourer within the origin grew quiet. Its cold gaze held profound cruelty as it closed its eyes.

"This legion numbers around one hundred thousand. It appears to be the main force for this operation," the staff officer stated.

With a single slash, dozens of sword qi intertwined to form a semicircular, wave-like blade energy. Anyone who had played Dungeon Fighter Online would undoubtedly exclaim in shock: "You're plagiarizing! This move is clearly Sword Master's ultimate skill, Phantom Sword Dance's projecting energy wave!"

"Yes!" He Ningyan picked up her wine glass. Everyone wanted to know—everyone here, in other dimensions, and all those below the rank of administrator wanted to know.

Christina found an excuse to decline this mission, but she still secretly planted a drop of liquid metal on one of the Reincarnation Dao participants. This way, Tang Yu could use the receiver to track the locations of those Reincarnation Dao members.