Chapter 62

Within Mount Spirit, the Tathagata and various Buddhas appeared. For the very first time, a look of greed surfaced in his eyes. His face, which would remain unchanged even if Mount Tai were to collapse before him, was now filled with wild ecstasy.

When Long Teng had leaped down from the tree earlier, he had let out a long whistle, and Long San and Long Wu had also hurried over upon hearing the sound. Seeing that Long Qi was unharmed, the two were naturally overjoyed. Moreover, upon noticing the abrupt appearance of Ling Yanzhang, they did not dare to be negligent. At once, everyone gazed intently at Ling Yanzhang, knowing that should he make any unusual move, a fierce battle would be inevitable.

There were over a dozen villas in this residential area, mostly inhabited by ordinary people. However, he sensed the auras of numerous cultivators residing within the most luxurious villa right in the center, and their strengths were exceptionally formidable. He took in the entire scene of this villa at a glance.

Following the direction of the falling starlight, Yun Jian and the other three finally found the location, but everything before their eyes indicated without exception that they had arrived too late.

Wan Jianxin had reached the cultivation level of a Third-Tier Immortal Emperor, yet facing Ye Kuang—whose true Qi was so negligible it could be ignored—he felt a palpitation in his heart. This was an unease originating from the deepest depths of his soul.

Without further ado, the two walked side by side toward the underground ruins of the Norma tribe. Along the way, Xi Feng detailed every circumstance of his previous descents into the underground palace to Long Teng, though most of the time he was met with a barrage of taunts from Long Teng.

Although these assassins were dressed like ordinary people, the Kui Wood Wolf tattoos on their wrists betrayed their identities.

Their strengths were all exceedingly powerful. The Island Master had reached the late stage of the Heavenly Dao realm, and there were also several who had just stepped into the threshold of the Heavenly Dao realm.

If the judge were to see the content Gu Yuan had filmed, then his chances of gaining custody of his son would be nothing more than a pipe dream.

A figure walked along the street amidst the stream of people. This was a youth wearing ancient attire with his hair tied in a ponytail.

After the better part of a day, the Second Prince wished for the three of them to stay at the royal mansion, and tomorrow morning Chu Yunmo would accompany him to the imperial court.

Never had he expected that, as years passed by, this individual would take yet another massive stride forward, advancing to the realm of the Five Calamities.

Liang Jingfei spoke, "Concepts like heritage are inherently illusory. Unless witnessed with one's own eyes or being personally involved, it is utterly impossible to ascertain. The options are either eradication or imprisonment."

Following the emergence of several formidable auras, a few supreme treasures of heaven and earth successively manifested from the bodies of the deceased Yu Mingpeng and the others.

A series of violent and hurried footsteps resounded. Sun Risheng clenched his fists and assumed a posture ready for hand-to-hand combat, watching as Ken turned around and walked purposefully toward Hua Wencong.

However, he still could not comprehend why karma was acting like a madman, attacking others time and time again. You could say that when it resorted to curses, it could use sectarian differences as an excuse to strike, but attacking its own people was a bit absurd, wasn't it?

Behind the two of them, Qin Gu, who had been searching for the traces of Luo Qingqing's escape, stared in terror at the surging sea of fire suddenly rushing toward him, so frightened that he forgot even to flee.

Rosie gaped with her mouth wide open, stealing glances at Fangya, then turning back to look at her utterly bewildered husband. No one could offer her advice, because those who knew had turned into stinging bees, while those who knew nothing could not reveal anything. She could only remain in a state of panic, not knowing how to react.

Suspended temporarily in mid-air with the aid of the spiritual power within his body, Jiang Shan narrowed his eyes. The Mourning Blade in his hand slashed out furiously, the blade light fiercely tearing the air apart.

What shocked him was that Xue Da's cultivation had not broken through to the Spirit Infant realm, yet his strength had become terrifyingly unusual. Compared to when he borrowed the power of the Withered Dragon Vine, he seemed scarcely inferior, and especially his physical body, which was as hard as an ordinary magical treasure. Fine wood splinters struck his blood-red face and hands, yet failed to leave even the slightest scratch.

As they walked, Leipold kept up a continuous exchange with Li Chang'an, seemingly trying to coax some information out of him.

At this moment, although Yuan Tu and A Bi—the twin swords—had not yet reached the realm where they could represent the Great Dao of Slaughter, their presence still signified the personal descent of River Styx.

Only the countless pillars of law soaring straight into the clouds between heaven and earth demonstrated that the cosmos at this very moment was dominated by a Primordial Golden Immortal.

Having satisfied his thirst for knowledge after understanding the truth of the matter, Wei Fan no longer dragged Lü Yihe off for a private chat, but instead returned to his seat to drink, chat, and joke with everyone.

Black Zetsu puckered his lips, and a pale, ashen figure voluntarily stepped into the Reanimation Jutsu array on the ground. One half of its face wore an eerie smile, while the other half kept its eyes closed.

On the evening three days later, Lin Zhiqui was tutoring Wu Jiaqi with her homework when the ward door opened and Ye Xingchun walked in once again.

Through her conversation with Ye Xingchun, although Lin Zhiqui did not quite understand her suspicions regarding Ye Xinghui, judging from her own observations, Ye Xingchun did not seem to be lying.

What constitutes good technology? Technology that can fight and kill people is good technology; what do I care about technology that cannot fight or kill?

Nurhaci's anger could no longer be contained. He lashed out with a kick, sending Dahai tumbling over and over until he finally came to a stop.

Moreover, if a research team were truly assembled, in the later stages the actual focus would not be on design, and the personnel in this position could be freed up precisely to work on mobile games without being left idle.

Mirages vanished across the Divine Land of China as countless people stared in a daze. They saw an Emperor falling to the earth, they saw the Thunder Emperor turning around, and the Thunder Emperor—was victorious.

On Dolphin Spirit Island, numerous Shark-Toothed brothers were waiting for him. With the ancestral blood of the Shark-Toothed clan, as long as he survived, he could lead everyone to revitalize and flourish the clan once more.

Regarding the art of Go, Luo Changfei could not be considered a national master-level player, but in his youth, he had indeed played with it between his fingers. He dared not compare himself to Shen Tianxin, but he was far better than the likes of Jiang Manlou.

The tears in Bai Yujing's eyes burst forth from her sockets. Her vision became blurred, and the entire sky was immersed in the ripples of tearful radiance.

Mo Pei walked on the left side of Tao Shiru. As they were about to reach their seats, he took a long stride forward and pulled out her chair for her first.

Being a sixth-tier creature and renowned for its speed, this Rending Sky Dragon Hawk truly moved like lightning when giving chase. However, this type of magical beast was extremely difficult to domesticate; otherwise, humans would have long since tamed it for use as a mount.