Chapter 60: Her Unyielding Resentment

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After Xie Liansheng left, Madam Xie looked at Xie Jiaoyue, just about to say something when she saw her daughter's body go completely limp and slide to the ground.

The two maidservants who had just forcefully pulled her to step on the porcelain shards could no longer support her, letting her collapse onto the cold floor.

Madam Xie grew furious instantly, glaring at the two maidservants.

What was even more terrifying was that despite having such astonishing preparations, the intruders had managed to hold back and not use them earlier.

"Roar!" The Beast King raised its head, opened its mouth, and let out a furious roar at the Blood Spirit. The Blood Spirit was knocked backward by an immensely powerful shockwave, tumbling several times upon landing before struggling awkwardly to its feet.

Those who could comprehend supreme divine abilities went without saying, as their strength spoke for itself. As for cultivators who survived the Five-Cloud Interlocking Tribulation, they possessed boundless potential, and their future achievements were incalculable.

"It is time. The grand ritual may begin," Chiba Masashi said, walking toward the altar standing tall amidst the sea of moss phlox.

Zhu Weiquan felt a pang of panic. Jiang Zhilei had only lost a wrist, yet Wang Yong dared to toss him over so openly and brazenly?

The expressions of everyone present were solemn, especially those of the elite class at the pinnacle of society, who sensitively perceived the true significance of this gathering.

Yang Ming's face drooped, and the folds of skin unable to contain his flesh immediately sagged. A two-wheeled light carriage was hardly much easier than simply riding a horse.

Venerable Golden Tiger, as a Core Formation elder of the Beast Taming Sect, possessed magic treasures despite his cultivation being merely at the early Core Formation stage.

"Then you aren't leaving." Xiao Junpeng took a stride forward, appeared before her once more, and stretched out his hand to block her path.

I thought about it carefully. Since this was entrusted by my father, it was still necessary to carry it out; who knows, he might have left me something very important. Before that, however, I wanted to return to my own home to see if my family's soul-镇魂 coffin was still there.

Faced with the two flustered Japanese soldiers, Jiang Shan stood up calmly, leveled his Type 38 rifle, and prepared to engage in bayonet combat with the enemy. Along the way, countless Chinese had died beneath the devils' bayonets; right now, he desperately wanted to test his skills on these two devils and let these two-legged beasts taste the edge of a bayonet himself.

Inside the secret chamber of the chieftain's residence, Kuang Tu recounted everything that had happened over the past few days in detail to Long Yinfeng and Lin Hu. However, he did not mention his practice of the demonic arts, as the time was not yet right.

This caused him—having already activated the Blacklight Virus from Prototype to ensure his energy supply—to abandon the plan of infecting the entire city to serve as a hive providing magical power. Instead, he turned his attention to another path of gameplay provided by Lü Ziqiao: seeking out powerful opponents and tempering himself through combat.

About the time it takes to brew a cup of tea passed. During this interval, the people in the courtyard grew somewhat anxious with waiting, but seeing Zhu Yuanzhang sitting quietly in the center of the imperial dais without reacting, no one dared to voice any complaints.

When it came to human kindness and loyalty, ten modern people could hardly compare to a single ancient one. Though she had encountered quite a few extremes upon arriving in ancient times, the common people she generally met still held loyalty and righteousness as a matter of honor.

To prove his judgment, Jiang Shan ventured covertly into the reed marsh. Within a few minutes, he emerged again, followed by two Nationalist soldiers.

The plane fragments connected to the transit station's trading zone shared the same time flow rate as the trading zone, and thus naturally matched that of the real world as well.

Although Xue Qiong occasionally played DNF in his spare time, discovering these discrepancies was mostly thanks to his intensive study of Arad Continent's historical lore before entering the scenario world.

Yet what was the deeper meaning behind it all? To say it was to temper everyone's willpower made no sense—how could one hone their willpower while asleep? To say it was to make everyone calm and peaceful was equally wrong, as falling asleep was merely the result of being suffocated by fatigue.