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As for the bishops, they naturally belong to the supreme realm, the grandmasters of sects, essentially top-tier bosses. Usually, to face them again, one would need to be at least a Celestial Sovereign or an Ancestral Realm cultivator. As for the palace lords, it goes without saying—they are Ancestral Realm or even pinnacle experts. Whether the mysterious evil god truly exists is a question only the evil god itself can answer.

Just as Chi Lianxian stepped into the martial auction arena, a burly figure emerged from a corner. It was a middle-aged man, tall and imposing, his face marked with several scars, exuding a ruthless aura.

The man rolled up his sleeves, revealing a slender, coiling green snake tattooed on his arm. His broad, muscular frame was akin to a bear’s shoulders and a tiger’s back, radiating a powerful presence. His facial features were sharp and distinct, framed by a large pair of glasses. This was Xi Ren’s father, Xi Mo.

Lost in thought, he suddenly noticed the surrounding murmurs abruptly ceased. The atmosphere stiffened, causing him to frown in surprise and glance around.

Bai Fengju had been detained by the city police in the capital. The entire group was now filled with anxiety. Upon receiving the news, Ye Ke and Hu Die immediately took down Hong Kong. However, by the time they arrived, the company had already been ordered by the police to halt operations and submit to investigation. Outside the company’s main gate, the police had set up a cordon.

“Xiao Leng, don’t act rashly!” Jiang Dingfang’s face darkened as he shouted. The man reluctantly retreated behind him, shooting a fierce glare at Lei Guangyi and the others.

The security guards maintained their upright, righteous demeanor, their expressions carrying a hint of sanctity.

Good heavens! The tail of that battle spirit lashed toward Wang Chen like a fiery divine whip slicing through the void, even the air seeming scorched with a sizzling sound. At the same time, two other divine beast battle spirits roared, spewing massive torrents of sacred fire from their mouths, lunging directly at Wang Chen.

“So, you intend to join forces with Li Qing?” Xiao Tian’s eyelids twitched incessantly, his tone tinged with gloom as he inquired.

“Yes, we were delayed a few days on the road. What about my father?” Yu Linglong spoke while leading the group inside.

Jiang Bai had expected the other party to confidently beat their chest and promise that if Jiang Bai helped, they would be willing to sacrifice everything, but the reality was different.

A person landed atop an armored off-road vehicle, the immense impact deforming the roof. Three others fell onto the nearby pavement, shattering the ground and leaving three craters.

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Though the survey was nearing a successful conclusion, encountering a grizzly bear and having one scout injured was intolerable for Deng Yueru.

Any more would be excessive. This year, Fengguo's cotton price surge had just reached a level worth promoting. If delayed another year, Sima Ji might consider equipping the army with winter garments. As for now, it depended on Pingzhou’s reserves.

Initially, they all doubted Jiang Bai, thinking him reckless and courting death. But after receiving this news, their opinion changed, now believing Xie Wuya was in trouble.

“Delaying benefits us. If they bombard with heavy artillery, they will surely face a full-scale counterattack,” Ye Tianming reasoned, seeking to buy more time for reinforcements.

Zhao Li’s half face was reduced to bare bone, while Yang Dianfeng’s left arm was mangled, blood gushing profusely.

After spending several days at the mansion, Sima Ji left, clutching a map as he headed straight for the palace. Indeed, Sima Ji found something to do—King Yan’s specialty: massive construction and satellite deployment.

“Fine, fine. Since you don’t appreciate kindness, why should I waste it? When you suffer losses later, you’ll regret not heeding my advice,” Su Xinfuo said smugly as he left.

Seeing Lin Yi trapped, Commander Chu’s lips curled into a meaningful smile.

In his eighteen years, he had walked many night paths but never experienced anything like this.

By noon, the group reached Haoshui Bridge. Scouts reported encountering enemy cavalry.

“Hey, what should we do? Should I let them in?” Hong Ye anxiously asked Bai Lang, eyeing the eleven goblins ahead.

In his mind, even if Xu Chuyan loved jokes, she was still a person. Hearing such topics, she’d surely feel embarrassed. She was merely a flirtatious talker.

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Li Lei was originally the strongest opponent, but now that capital was invested, he must fight.

Li Yan deliberately spread news of Qiuniang’s pregnancy, so Li Mou had known early. Now Li Mou finally felt at ease; otherwise, he would have felt awkward someday.

The so-called video recap was essentially a description of the features of various barbarian and spiritual beasts introduced in the footage.

The black-clad man wore a mask, but Zhang saw mockery in his eyes—was he being ridiculed?

Within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, nearly a thousand cultivators had entered. By now, almost all present with the power to break the Nine Cauldrons had stepped inside.

“However, I am not easily provoked,” Bai Tianxing murmured proudly, well acquainted with the Qingyang Sword Sect’s legacy, taking advantage of the moment.

Yan Chi, the spirit guardian of the Stone of Passing, was knowledgeable and familiar with the legends and secrets of all races.

“The waves of the East Sea roll and surge, armored ranks stand mighty. This is the Great Wall at sea built by the unwavering will and loyalty of China’s National Defense Navy.”