Chapter 37

Not long after, Fei Junshuai carried a bowl of steaming noodle soup to a nearby table and sat down.

Three days later, the joyous news arrived: the Lion Demon had led the troops to victory against the enemy, employing brilliant tactics and formations, serving as a model for all demons.

Upon hearing this, the three of them—Fang Hua and his companions—were quite shaken. For a beastman to seek out Fang Hua at such a time, it could only mean something of great significance had occurred.

As if stirred by some invisible force, the hundreds-of-feet-wide black hole in the mountain pass suddenly blurred, humming and trembling. Ripples emerged from its depths, and within the swirling black, an unstable, massive passage quietly revealed itself—the hidden entrance to the celestial realm had finally manifested.

While speaking, Zhu Jue deliberately changed "I" to "we" without realizing it. Lian Haichao offered a faint smile, not bothering to correct him.

Hao Qiang had lost count of how many times he had performed the motion of swatting a mosquito. He only stopped once the white-haired man’s face was streaming with blood and he no longer had the strength to crawl back up.

"How fun, let me join in..." The Demon King began to laugh, his laughter growing increasingly eerie, causing the windows on the top floor to shatter one by one.

"You... how is this possible? Weren't you unconscious?" Shen Wuxi was utterly bewildered, unable to fathom how this could be.

Patriotic education had begun on the planet Mulei. Although the results were not yet significant, the populace's recognition of the new government was slowly increasing.

Since the next day was Saturday, there would normally have been half a day of classes, but because the 50th-anniversary celebration had concluded, all teachers and students, including the senior year group, were given the day off.

He had fallen into a state of obsessive dependence, fixated on the system and the pursuit of invincibility.

The remaining heavenly generals attempted to come to the rescue, but they were all beaten back by Wukong. Leading his troops in a fierce onslaught, the celestial army suffered a crushing defeat and fled in all directions; some retreated to the heavens, while others watched from afar, filled with resentment but daring not to approach the Flower-Fruit Mountain again.

"Big brother, do you smell that?" Peng Tuo stretched his neck, sniffing the air around him.

According to Zhang Fei’s hazy memory, at this point, Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun should have employed fire tactics against the Yellow Turban rebels in Yingchuan, forcing Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang to flee in a panic.

There was a secret compartment within the mechanism. He opened it and pressed another switch, finally revealing the most clandestine treasure of the Earth Kingdom.

Pulling the beautiful woman close and planting a firm kiss on her lips, Brother Baliang turned his head and gave a faint smile.

After all, Li Gexiao had only been defeated by Xiao He, who possessed the experience of both a past and present life; if one considered only the present life, Li Gexiao had actually bested Xiao He.

Moreover, the downfall of the Wang family served as an effective deterrent to the officials and powerful clans of the commandery, and everything within the region began to run with orderly precision.

Incidentally, Sena and Muna were currently filming an outdoor segment at Fanglin Park, so the search area was simple: just the entrances and exits on either side of the park.

Chen Baliang smiled playfully and pulled a manual titled "How to Become a Lanxiang Football Coach" from his chest pocket, handing it over.

Without a doubt, many male students would be eliminated next. After all, there were more wolves than meat; even in a one-on-one selection, at least one-third of the participants would have to be cut.

"Who dares to act so brazenly here?" A massive figure appeared before Sherman—a giant bear standing fully fifteen meters tall; Sherman only reached the creature's thigh.

The hour was still early, and Yao Chong did not have to stand night guard, so he took advantage of the time before the evening drums to report recent government affairs to Li Longji at Wude Hall.

Just as Ye Tian had said, the power of life was the best force to restrain the power of death. However, the power of life possessed by Tian Er was incredibly potent; he paid no heed to opponents weaker than himself, even if they tried to counter him with their own life force.

Liu Jiangmin swung a palm at Long Yu. He did not use his full strength, intending only to teach Long Yu a lesson and make him lose face.

Long Batian secretly wiped away a cold sweat. He did not care about regaining control; he only prayed that these humans would not destroy the Earth through civil war.

"Was it really him?" Bai Qingqing’s complexion turned ghastly, as if some grave event were about to unfold.

Without further ado, he went back upstairs to Liu Fei'er's home. Her mother had prepared a table full of food and treated him with great hospitality, even opening a bottle of Niulanshan. It was a truly lavish feast.

Early that morning, those special flying soul guidance devices from Morning Star Manufacturing had dropped such flyers, leaving Xu Tianran unable to grasp their intentions. Come to think of it, was the base of the Holy Spirit Cult actually in the Evil Demon Forest? It seemed he had grasped a piece of leverage.

Bude nodded. Gently catching her collar with his teeth, he threw her onto his back. He unfurled his hard, razor-sharp wings, casting two shadows that blotted out the sky, and prepared for flight.

"Everyone, you may disperse as well. The Shushan Sword Sect will remain," Hu Ao said with a hint of disappointment.

Back then, Old Xue had obtained this sliver of destiny, an extraordinary treasure that allowed him to accomplish anything with ease.

"People from big places are always so arrogant, but I don't buy it," Qin Feng retorted, completely unfazed.

But upon hearing that this senior, whose cultivation they could not fathom, was willing to save Bo Yun and Chen Zhi, they were overwhelmed with excitement.

Initially, Guo Fu and his son had wanted to resist, but they were no match for the intruders and were subdued in a few moves before being taken away from the police station.

"Young lady..." Qing Shuang’s eyes were bloodshot and filled with tears, but she knew that whatever she said now was futile; she could only follow Yan Lie.

The swan looked at the young nurse, ignoring her question, and asked one of her own, struggling to prop herself up into a sitting position.

Although the sniper rifle was equipped with a flash suppressor, the intense heat pouring from the muzzle upon firing could not be hidden.

"How did Aier-ta die? Why did he commit suicide?" Someone brought up the old topic again.

"Oh? Even after being counter-hypnotized, you remain so calm. You must have prepared an escape route, which is why you appear so composed!" Ryan tilted his head, looking at Aizen with curiosity.

Wang Kun looked at the news playing on the television, speechless. In truth, he had known this information since the night before, but due to the limitations of satellite visibility at night, the details were unclear.

The truth was that 'Fantasy Technology', 'Fantasy Anime', and their factories were simply too profitable. Apart from the animation industry, where some nations could struggle to resist or survive with government policy support, they held a monopoly on almost everything else.