Volume 1, Chapter 46: Are Princesses Really Anyone's Business to Manage?

Zhu Xiaozhi bent down and unbuckled a silver dagger from her right thigh to display it, looking completely innocent.
"It's much more convenient to secure it here. It won't fall off when running or moving around, and it's less likely to be discovered if someone frisks you."

The true fire within Apothecary Han's body was yellow, which was the most common type of true fire in the Guangwu Continent. However, Zhong Xingyue's true fire was not yellow; perhaps due to the Starlit Blood Moon Scripture she cultivated, the true fire within her was a deep blue. Furthermore, after testing it, she discovered that she could not use only half the intensity of her true fire at all.

Therefore, for tens of thousands of years, no one had dared to explore the Nether Sea, all due to the consideration of these various factors.

Needless to say, it must be an extremely formidable faction, at least one that the man before them still held in great dread.

"You only need to talk it over with my lawyer." Tang Jingshen glanced at her and strode out of the banquet.

One of the three said in a calm voice, as if Xiao Conghan's anger held not a shred of deterrent force in their eyes.

He was very tall. When he stood merely inches away from Zhong Xingyue, she felt as though the entire sky had gone dark.

Mao Mao even deeply doubted that even if his spiritual energy were unsealed, he would have no confidence in being able to knock down the man before him.

Although Yanxiang understood the truth in her heart, she refused to admit it aloud, maintaining a displeased expression on her face. Of course she had to keep pretending to be angry; otherwise, if she admitted that she had misunderstood, wouldn't that mean she would have to apologize to him?

Shen Muzhi slowly heaved a sigh of relief. Honestly, to make her take action and kill Alex, she really couldn't bring herself to do it.

Those called demons are not born as demons; rather, they are outcasts among various races who transform themselves into demons, which is how the concept of the demon race came to be.

The Slaughter God Sovereign and the Annihilation God Sovereign exchanged glances, both feeling an ominous premonition rising in their hearts.

"What are you talking about? How could he possibly die? He possesses the golden body of merit and virtue, who could kill him?" Imperial Concubine Qin said displeasedly.

The giant blue python had just descended from the rock wall and probably wasn't even ready to bite yet, but Tie Yong had already slipped away in an instant. Its head was suddenly struck by a stone with a snap, and it flew into a rage. Without a moment's pause, it pulled its body back, violently opened its blood-red maw, and lunged forward to bite at us with a swoosh.

However, as soon as he arrived at the Qingfeng Pavilion, before Chen Ji could even sit down properly to question the two sisters, a panicked and flustered remark from them left him utterly dumbfounded.

Xiran nodded, waved her scepter, and a green radiance circulated around the man. The man let out a low shout and shot forward like a bolt, brushing past the oncoming Ah Xiao, swift as the wind and almost imperceptible.

She beheld her snow-white skin, smooth and lustrous like jade, while a few strands of jet-black hair drifted gently, making that breathtakingly beautiful face appear even more stunning.

"Understood." After acknowledging the command, the master flew up into the air and soon landed near the banner ahead. Beneath the banner bearing the character for "Ghost," a lion-like exotic beast was squatting on the ground. Beside the beast, a man dressed entirely in black and draped in a heavy cloak held a treasured sword at his waist, while a spirited individual half-knelt before him.

All of this sounds cumbersome, but it happened in the blink of an eye. When it was all over, Li Yanzhe slowly took a deep breath.

Although Primordial Void Patriarch's heart had grown cold—capable of sacrificing a life-protecting divine king who had given everything to save the world without batting an eye—the gods of the lower ranks still harbored a passionate zeal to defend their homeland.

Seeing this, Zhou Chang instinctively rose, preparing to follow and take a look, but suddenly a thought occurred to him, and he stopped, abandoning the idea of meddling blindly.

To pull or not to pull—just as the banquet was beginning, Andy knew it was bound to end in nothing.

Under the capture of numerous Dragon Palace soldiers and generals, the Universe Ring quickly lost its "momentum." Finally, the dragon itself was directly pinched within the dragon claw. At the same time, all the dragon soldiers and generals breathed a sigh of relief; clearly, at that moment, they were no longer panicked, and their boundless arrogance had returned once more.