26.

Deep-seated grievances run through the relationship between Chinese and Japanese players. There is no need for idle chatter; upon meeting, they fight to the death.

Qianxiao stamped her feet in frustration, yet she was powerless. It was already too late to retreat; those shining flying swords were clearly of the same type as guided missiles—once a target was locked, they would pursue it until the bitter end.

"Not only has their number increased, but their abilities have also strengthened. These clones now possess 70% of the attack and defense power of the original," I added with a smug grin.

"Hah!" Ouyang Tianqi blocked Ma Tianyi’s blade with his long saber, his internal energy erupting instantly. The surging force swept outward, manifesting as a blade aura half an inch long with the swing of his weapon.

Beyond blocking attacks and ensuring one's own safety, the greatest benefit of a shield bash is the recoil damage it inflicts on the attacker.

"That’s a promise. We won’t stop until we’re drunk!" Mo Ran laughed heartily. Though they had only recently met, after exchanging secrets from the depths of their hearts, they already acted like old friends.

"If you are willing, Zhang, we can eat together often in the future," Jennifer giggled charmingly.

The appearance of the old man shocked both Peng Mo and Gu Yan, especially Gu Yan. Given that the elder had emerged from within the stone wall, it was clear he had been here all along, yet Gu Yan had lived here for so many days without the slightest inkling of his presence.

Lao Wu was startled, thinking that even if Shui Shui had gone wild today, that girl Taozi was no pushover. Why was she acting like a rabbit encountering a hawk? What on earth was going on?

Suddenly, the corner of my eye caught sight of black ghostly energy seeping from the ground, surging toward us.

"Director Hu, it seems our mission today will be quite easy!" Beside Hu Keqi appeared a middle-aged man, his deputy.

She did not know that Ling'er was Li Xiaoyao's wife, nor did she know that Ling'er was already carrying Li Xiaoyao’s child.

"We cannot go in. The natural energies of multiple worlds overlap here, and there is even a roiling chaos. Even if an Imperial Sovereign were to come, they would have no way to enter," Ling Yu said in a deep voice.

As if driven by despair, Qin Ming used his last ounce of strength to activate the Great Psychic Art, summoning the clone of the starship known as the Demon-Sealing Prison.

Gong Minghe nodded; he truly had no way to investigate further. However, hearing that there was no one in her household but herself and Xian Yun, he felt an inexplicable sense of joy.

"Feiyu?" Mu Yuncheng turned his head, his gray, lifeless pupils widening as he asked in confusion.

It was no wonder she was astonished. The spiritual consciousness of a cultivator at the Golden Core stage is stronger than that of a martial artist at the Alchemy stage, and a practitioner at the Cauldron stage is stronger than one at the Golden Core stage. This is an ironclad rule of the cultivation world. Qin Ming was a full major realm below her; using a technique of mental assault was essentially suicide.

"Director Han, no problem. All three cameras are functioning normally!" replied Liu Xian, the head of the photography crew.

"Zhang Defu, strike his name from the Immortal Register." The Earth Official’s gaze was indifferent, ignoring Lu Peng’s pleas entirely.

Then, that night, he lured Qiao Yanyi and Xu Nanchuan into a room and locked them inside.

Xie Mao pondered how to hint to Lu Zhen that he should accompany him to the grave, just as Lu Zhen stopped at the edge of the cliff.

Ye Chu recognized him; this man was Ninth Master Shen. Back when she lived in the Military Governor’s mansion, Shen Jiu often came to look for Lu Huai.

The two were cultivating the "Flower Arranging Sutra" when a ray of spiritual light suddenly arrived from the north. The Green Snake opened its mouth wide and swallowed the light; Lu Chen raised his hand and caught the glimmering essence.

Shi Hanlin was at a loss for words, thinking that Qin Fengyi was never easy to deal with to begin with, and now that he had become a feudal prince, he was even more difficult. However, Shi Hanlin still bore other tasks entrusted to him by the Emperor; he still had to go check on the New City.

Because an attack had occurred at the sluice gate, and because the attack was suspected to be planned by the human resistance, this insect was furious.

Ramesses bit down hard into the soft flesh of her palm, exerting enough force to leave a deep mark.

Previously, her coming to find Lu Huai had already angered her father. If he knew she was still pestering him, he would surely drag her back to Nanjing again.

The Mountain-Moving Daoist's compass-fish was similar to the Feng Shui compass of the Grave-Robbing Captains, but it was not affected by magnetic fields.

The black shadow, which seemed to have form yet lacked substance, "whooshed" once more and burrowed into the gap between the soil and the jade shards.

What Sui Renhui called a "tough stance" was essentially synonymous with "I don't think we can gain any advantage here."

Kang Xiuxing smiled bitterly in defeat, feeling that her trip had been counterproductive. Clearly, Yan Yixin was a hundred times colder to her than he had been back in the country. Yet, no matter how she racked her brain, she could not fathom the reason.

When one plan failed, Yifan devised another, directly pulling in both the Glazed Five-Colored Lotus and the Myriad Demon Order.

"Huo Tong." Huo Tong’s fingertips fluttered, and the silver threads encircling her seemed to gain a life of their own, dancing beside her with every step she took, shimmering with brilliant light.

"Hairuo." Yun Wuxin looked at his friend with a hint of gratitude in his eyes. He rubbed his throbbing temples and cast a look at the inquisitive gazes around him.

Lu Fei did not greet them. At this moment, he had projected his primordial spirit’s power beyond the third-layer space, spreading it throughout Qingyun City.

"Stop with the nonsense. Congratulations, you should have broken through to the level of a mid-grade first-tier divine beast by now, right?" Lu Ming’s eyes narrowed, filled with joy.

Seeing this, Hua Liguang did not hesitate and followed Liu Jia’s movements. Soon, their bodies turned intangible and shot forward into the sea of clouds.

Xiao Gucheng could not help but show a wry smile. Contrary to his appearance, Nangong Nayue’s attitude was arrogant, yet she possessed a strange, imposing pressure. While the black-haired man seemed much more easygoing, his dignity was even more profound. The two had an air about them that was unexpectedly similar.

The boy before him had such excellent talent and a bright future; why would he want to learn from him? He had already lived a tragic life and did not need to add another tragedy to the world.

Han Zifei was drenched in a cold sweat. How had this perfectly fine lake turned into such a state?!

Setting aside many unfavorable factors, I did not know what this man was trying to do. He kept talking about castrating Dabin, but I felt his true purpose lay elsewhere.