Volume One, Chapter 44: Sister Eagle’s Invitation!

"Wang Junjie! Wang Junjie!"

"The Light of the Dragon Nation, singing to the world!"

"Even the overseas winds can be this stirring—Wang Junjie, you did it!"

"The night of deification belongs to Wang Junjie!"

These slogans surged like tides, one after another, thunderous and echoing to the heavens! In the eyes of the audience shone the light of excitement; some even brimmed with tears, deeply moved by Wang Junjie's performance. Every voice was filled with reverence and pride!

The big screen at the venue captured all manner of touching scenes: fans hugging each other in tears, elders clapping vigorously with reddened eyes, young people waving flags and shouting at the top of their lungs—everyone...

At that moment, Li Sangui felt a tremor ahead. He said a quick word to the recruits behind him and ran forward.

Had it followed the course of his previous life, Qin Feng would have been carefree, fearing nothing, needing to worry about no one—truly, if gods barred the way, he’d strike down gods; if Buddhas, then Buddhas—unafraid of anyone, yielding to none.

"Su Yu, do you still refuse to tell us why you treated Wang Zhouji that way back then?" In the end, Su Di voiced the question she had kept in her heart for three years, ever since Lu Yuan and the others had left.

He let out a cold laugh. All these years, no one had ever escaped this formation. It seemed that today’s intruder had already become one of the skeleton men within the array.

After Yun Fu had eaten and drunk her fill, she felt her body much improved, no longer so weak that she could barely lift a finger.

Now, the only way for others to change their opinion of him was for him to change himself. Using his own transformation to counter the old master’s judgments was the most effective response.

As the other end of a fine thread was gradually pulled closer by the Ape Spirit, countless threads around it snapped—not due to Dugu Yue, but because of what was at the other end, dragged near by the Ape Spirit.

He had pinned all his hopes for revenge on Yang Tian. Now, with Yang Tian suddenly saying to leave it to Yang Zhan, Yang Xuan felt not only disheartened but deeply unwilling.

"Then I’m off. Remember our promise." Bai Bai blinked, giving Wang Xu a smile so enchanting it could steal a man’s soul.

The three members of the Dragon God Squad looked straight at Qin Feng and were furious; usually, when the Dark Squad encountered them, they would show deference—an implicit admission that the Dark Squad was inferior.

This time, it had truly rendered a great service. Without it, the muddle-headed Dabai would never have gotten out; it was thanks to its guidance that they escaped the endless circle.

"Your boss isn’t an idiot. If I have Celestial Elixir Grass, why wouldn’t I sell it? Do you think I mind making money?" Zheng Feng glared at her.

Lu Ding, a martial artist stationed in the Endless South Sea, of course sensed the anomaly. What a powerful force! He had never felt anything like it before. Could it be that someone had come?

A big hand scooped her up; a moment of tenderness played out once more. But, after all, it was still in the car—not everything could be done, at most just a little pleasure of lips and hands.

Thinking back now, why did it already feel so long ago? Was it because Bai Kai was no longer there?

That much was true, but the Imperial Consort frowned, the more she thought about it, the more suspicious it seemed. Coupled with today's incident at Lizzhen Palace, she felt increasingly that something was being hidden from her.

He was about to set out on a long journey. I didn’t want him to worry about the image of me crying, so I forced down my overwhelming sorrow, squeezing out a smile uglier than tears, and lowered my head to sip the soup.

"Ayue, you’ve just finished your month of confinement, your body hasn’t recovered yet. Be good and stay outside, do you hear me?" Feng Junyao’s voice was firm and brooked no disagreement.

Every one of those faces had their eyes shut tight. But I felt as if they were all staring at me, unwavering. The pressure was almost unbearable.

Those who were appealing refused to marry in and change their surname; those who were not… need more be said? For various other reasons, Zhang Xiahua thus became an "old maid."

Even understanding the principle, this round, Nan Gongyang had almost exhausted his strength to drive the attack, putting Xia Zheng in grave danger. This time, even with the Dao Lotus’s golden light and the net of thunder and fire, they could not withstand the impact of true demonic energy.

Earlier, when Jin Tang and the others, hundreds in number, surrounded it in a grand assault, though peril followed peril, it still escaped unharmed.

The old army doctor was stumped by the question. The simplest answer was death—those who had taken a large dose of Red Pills, in his eyes, were as good as terminally ill. But he had also said, Red Pills were not poison; there was still hope, still a chance to save them.

Dongfang Yuping’s jaw dropped. Was this really earth-melding? Did this coconut possess the power of the Ginseng Fruit?

"Perhaps it should be like this, because the first possibility is too terrifying. After all, I’ve been in the House of Reincarnation for so many years and never heard of such a thing, so it probably isn’t as we first guessed." Nan Lanfeng nodded slightly, agreeing with the latter guess of Nan Kerui.

Dowager Queen Naren and Jinjing were furious, blaming the servants for their poor service. They sent away the remaining people in the courtyard—some to the manor, some to be sold—and thus the matter ended.

"It’s nothing. I heard my farmstead’s construction might conflict with your orchard, so I came to coordinate. We’re all neighbors; there’s no need to let this hurt our friendship." Zhao Zilong smiled gently.

As the man in black moved, blasts of energy roared around him, splitting the air; his palm was suffused with the aura of death.

"Uncle Tingquan said Luo Feng agreed to sell us the Jinyang Grand Hotel at a discount, but the details aren’t settled yet. I’m considering whether to buy it." Seeing her displeased expression, Zhao Zilong quickly explained.

The Arm-Penetrating Ape, one of the Four Mischief Monkeys, famed for its ability to reach through arms, seize the sun and moon, shrink mountains, discern fortune and misfortune, and manipulate the universe.

These ten authorities tempered his will at every moment, making the Laws of Judgment ever stronger.

With two more "puff" sounds, two disciples of the Chuan King’s mansion were killed. The remaining three lost all confidence and, mustering their strength, leapt backward to the edge of the swamp. There, a crocodile lay in wait; as someone landed by the water, it lunged with all its might, jaws gaping, at one among them.

Zhang Yu had no intention of returning. Since death, he’d been sent back to the basement for free anyway.

At this point, Hasan no longer remembered the boy’s name, only the image of his green-clad figure leaping before him—the most unforgettable vision for Hasan and his guards. Unable to deal with the youth, Hasan could only utter threats to mask his anger and embarrassment.

Thus, the return journey was finally set at around ten days; otherwise, there might not be enough time to leave the secret realm. Once more, Xu Tianruo checked his location on the map—he was in the Yellow Mud Marsh of the first region, more than ten miles in, and the exit to the next area was still over two hundred miles away.