Volume 1, Chapter 62: Seizing the Opportunity to Cash In

From the perspective of the Ancient God of Soul Devouring, Zhou Yi spat out a mouthful of blood that flew a great distance. His lumbar spine suffered numerous fractures, several of his ribs were diagnosed as broken, and many cracks appeared in his arm bones.

In contrast, Leng Leng's eyes were filled with smiles, which stripped away most of her transcendent, otherworldly noble aura, leaving behind a persistent, icy detachment that seemed to multiply alongside it.

Ye Feng took a deep breath, and golden light instantly erupted from his whole body. The golden rays flashed brilliantly, appearing exceptionally dazzling within this domain of black flames. The true qi ocean within his elixir field surged with majestic power, and the incoming black flame demonic dragons were actually forced back sheerly by Ye Feng's imposing momentum.

Li Xiang's story was full of holes, yet no one who heard it could say anything to refute him, simply because his current identity was that of a confidant to the Grand Preceptor and Prince's army.

When Xu Gong came into contact with the Seventh and Ninth Divisions, Yang Fenglie and Shangguan Ce were the heads in charge. Therefore, even after becoming the number two figure of the Military Commission, he still addressed them as Chief with utmost courtesy.

"Brother Ru, the soul power cultivation techniques you taught me are yielding quite good results right now," Gongyang Fei said.

"Then can you take me in with you..." Xuelin hesitated for a moment, looking at him with slightly shy, large eyes.

She was much leaner than before, but her features remained as pretty as ever, though her pretty face clearly bore the traces left by flowing tears.

However, Lin Xue and Lin Panpan did not shoulder the responsibilities of snipers, because that was far too dangerous.

Therefore, facing Yi Yang, Conley chose not to pass the ball out. Instead, he similarly called for a pick-and-roll, preparing to use the exact same tactics he employed against Kidd to get back at Yi Yang.

Juan's words made Anmu's blood boil with passion, but he was well aware that these were all empty promises. Because to this day, the Prophet Lever still stood tall upon that towering spire in the center of the continent. The Divine Church's attempt to create a god had ended in failure.

Yet the very next second, he was kicked flying away by the opposing Lee Sin's ultimate ability. The Aatrox, with only a sliver of health remaining, was directly caught in the collateral damage of the opposing Orianna's Q and fell to the ground, though the Zilean's ultimate ability triggered just in time.

"Then tell me, whose person am I?!" Dong Zhanzhan asked angrily. Shouldn't things concerning a sense of ritual be initiated by him and confirmed by her?

"Our location is so obvious. The two of them aren't blind either. Even if cracks appear, could we possibly run out in time?" Long Zhenbang's eyes were filled with despair.

Startled, Dong Zhanzhan scurried up the stairs with rapid pattering steps, vanishing like a wisp of smoke as if a ghost were chasing behind her.

After casting the Om incantation technique, Jiang Dong discovered a core inside the Black Bodhisattva, located deep within the void. That core resembled the center of a black hole, capable of devouring everything to nourish itself, thereby increasing its own gravitational pull and attracting even more energy.

With three minutes left in the match, the Cavaliers' offense ran into trouble. Iguodala clung to James once more, and an immense sense of oppression instantly washed over him.

"You jest. Aren't I just waiting for your return?" A trace of an awkward smile forced its way onto Jifeng's face.

Dong Yimei raised her head. Feeling that Dong Yimei was about to look at her again and terrified of exposing the secret in her heart, Dong Zhanzhan hurriedly turned her head to look out the window.

Suspended in mid-air, Hongshan—embraced in Zilan's arms—had an exquisite face brimming with shock. Looking over at Guo Lin, he too was flying. Chuxue, wielding the Lingyu Sword, unfurled golden energy wings and followed closely behind.

The night was deep, devoid of both stars and moon. In the distance lay a vast expanse of dark, indistinct bushes and wild grass, impossible to make out clearly. Tang Xuan stood in the cold, pitch-black night holding two long spears, gazing into the distant darkness, motionless.

"Awaiting the Young Master's command." Wang Hong gently brushed away his pitch-black claws, answering with utmost brevity.

Hearing this, Song Duanwu knitted his brows even tighter, for from Mo Qingyan's words alone, he could vividly perceive the bloody and tempestuous struggles of that era.

"Me? How could that be? I've always been very pure, alright. Shui'er, are you no longer pure? Could it be that behind my back, you've been fooling around with some man?" Lin Xian'er blinked her eyes and said bashfully, though her gaze conveyed an intense wave of amusement and playfulness.

Huang Guoqiang glared at Zhao Gan's departing back, gnashing his teeth with bitter hatred, yet a moment later he still pulled out his mobile phone and dialed the number of a television station.

Silently, a blood-stained flower of evil burned upon the cold stone slab flooring, scorching the entire store to ashes.

After bidding farewell to Chen Yuan, Xiao Yuan followed Chen Kong to the study hall, where he was given the privileged front-row seat among dozens of four-star medicine-refining Initiates to listen to Chen Kong's lecture. Xiao Yuan never expected that back then, Li Chen had taken on so many disciples, and that their relationships remained so harmonious, mutually helping one another and thus granting him such a convenient opportunity.

"Right! What Duanwu says makes complete sense!" Gong Jiaxi rolled her eyes at Song Duanwu, yet said with a smile on her lips.

Suppressing the turbulent waves within her heart, she gradually calmed down. Yet, not knowing what to say, she simply closed her eyes in silence.

Qi Feng's expression turned awkward and he suddenly flushed red, evidently realizing his own slip of the tongue and hurriedly shutting his mouth.

Zhongli smiled slightly. Surely he couldn't tell her: I, the Geo Archon, am sitting right in front of you?

Qi Meizhen was thus swept along involuntarily by Nie Wei as she walked into the hospital, boarded the elevator, and entered a VIP ward on a certain floor.

Right as this simultaneous scramble for escape and battlefield clash reached its white-hot peak, at the tail end of the carriage procession where no one was paying attention, a flash of white suddenly rose from the side of the road, answered by the tumbling, severed head of a Qin soldier flying into the air.

I thought he was going to leave, but then he suddenly leaned down and hooked my legs around his waist. I could feel the hardness pressing against my side, and to my surprise, I actually felt a little bit joyful, except... he actually, actually just pressed there and didn't move at all.