Chapter 42: The Little Menace (4)

Lin Xiaoyan: !!!
Captain Ma: ?!!
"Why is it a knife!" Lin Xiaoyan and Captain Ma stared at Jing Yi in disbelief.
Captain Ma reacted quickly, immediately moving to stop the man.
Jing Yi instantly blocked him.
"Don't worry! Relax, it’s fake! A prop! Just a prop!"
Jing Yi explained hurriedly, yet Captain Ma’s heart remained far from at ease.
"Are you certain?"
Hu Tu let out a roar of grief and indignation, transforming into a red fox and charging toward the territory of the Snake Clan.
In Ye Yun’s perception, a bone dragon, as thick as a water vat and a hundred meters long, was tearing through the sky. It radiated a terrifying aura of slaughter, appearing as if it were stitched together from countless shards of bone, with sharp edges and jagged barbs—a truly fearsome sight.
After all, although these rank six or seven sea demons possessed intelligence equal to that of humans, they still harbored that innate ferocity deep within.
There was absolutely no room for doubt regarding this, as the disparity in their strength was truly profound.
The chaotic, debris-strewn site was left with only Wu Heng, Ta, She Xin, the three females of the Ape Clan, and the trio of romantic rivals.
Yun Yao had returned to her usual clean and clear appearance, but alas... she no longer looked vibrant; she had become lifeless and dull.
Xing Chu gestured with his hand, drawing the ring into his palm, and probed it with his divine sense. Without Wang Xiancong’s soul to support it, the storage ring had become an ownerless object, and Xing Chu’s powerful divine sense met no resistance as it reached directly inside.
"You saw it too; the old woman is so stubborn that taking the body away by force is impossible. I’m thinking we should come up with some excuse to coax her, and then we can transport the body back to the squad for an autopsy," Wang Dong whispered while carrying the old woman on his back.
Tian'er glared at Yun Yao and unfolded her handkerchief. Just as Yun Yao had predicted, the spots dampened by the tea showed a faint, pale red hue.
It was at this moment that Fuxi, Shennong, and the others caught up to the Sun Star. What they witnessed was Kong Qiu’s vast, dragon-like aura colliding with the power of the Nine Suns Daoist, sending shockwaves erupting in all directions.
Li Ruobing ignored Shi Xuan. She gently lowered her jade-white hands, which had been holding up the vast expanse, and smiled, a sight that caused the surrounding sunlight to pale in comparison. She walked gracefully to the purple qilin, her hands stroking its massive head as if they were ethereal ghosts, much like a lover’s touch grazing a beloved’s cheek.
Even if he couldn't reach a higher level, he shouldn't be weaker than he was ten thousand years ago; he should at least reach the seventh grade of the Emperor Realm. Instead, he found himself confined to the fifth grade, and at this point, he had to give up all hope.
"The Fairy does not know. In the Northern Ghost Lands, we seek enlightenment through death. The Buddhist sect is hypocritical; they claim to preserve the flesh, yet they seek to turn the heart into a Buddha. All paths lead to the same destination, yet the Buddhist sect has never acknowledged the power of my Netherworld," Feng Lengxin suddenly spoke, his cold eyes softening with a rare glimmer of tenderness as he looked at Shui Miao.
A hum resonated through the air, and the rhythms of the Dao flowed. A powerful momentum soared into the heavens, overturning the winds and clouds! At that moment, Emperor Yu’s aura was overwhelming, his divine crown trembling violently, illuminating the world with boundless light.
"It’s nothing complicated. I’ve been promoted, and so have you. I am now the leader of the second team, and you are the deputy leader. It’s that simple," Du Fei said nonchalantly.
"Zhang Kuang?!" Seeing the Five-Finger Peak, Cang Changxiang and Yu Haoxiu knew immediately that Zhang Kuang had arrived, and their hearts were filled with dread.
When everyone looked up at the sky, their faces involuntarily twisted in horror and shock. Some were so stunned they could barely speak.
Furthermore, although both were of the upper Sanctuary Realm, Bai Qi’s presence clearly suppressed Hu Mei'er, creating a stark contrast in their stature.
Li Chi was easy to handle, but the boss had just broken through his battle energy; it was hard to guarantee he wouldn't encounter danger in this place. Frowning, he heard the voice in his mind again: "Second floor of the ancient tomb, jungle region. No heads required; just find the passage to the third floor."