Volume 1, Chapter 67: The Chamber of All Nations

Even the sect master of the Falling Moon Blade Sect hiked up the mountain in person to beg for acceptance. This single action immediately startled the sect master of the Profound Silver Sword Sect out of seclusion. The sect master of the Falling Moon Blade Sect possessed the same peak Golden Core cultivation, being no weaker than the head of the Profound Silver Sword Sect. When even someone like him came running over, how could it not shock everyone?

Liu Yi circulated the Dragon Heart Sword Embryo, causing countless sword images to appear around his body, condense into solid form, and then fly down at extreme speed.

Upon hearing this, my face turned green instantly. The two living people inside the stone chamber were obviously referring to Wang Qian and me. Moreover, Xie Honglian's other remark gave me an equally huge shock. These black cats had indeed come to harvest souls.

It was as if Emperor Chen Qing's gaze carried an indescribable majesty; a single gesture was enough to make him feel completely uneasy all over. The surrounding lackeys exchanged glances, roughly realizing that something was amiss. A few quick-witted ones turned around to grab machetes and steel pipes.

Wanhua nodded, having already guessed it. Yuyang, the head of the five Kunlun formations and the designated future master of Kunlun, taking over as acting sect master was only natural.

"Brother Long, what is wrong with you?" Hearing this out of nowhere, Ye Fei felt somewhat baffled.

Because Shen Qiang could clearly perceive without even activating his microscopic vision that this fellow possessed no true qi. He was no cultivator, but merely an ordinary person.

Fan Yan had been refining a treasure these past few days. It seemed that refining that particular item was no easy task.

All sorts of people could be seen here, representing every conceivable type. There were even a few running around half-nude. In comparison, Poppy, carrying a hammer twice her size, drew almost no attention at all.

After all, most martial brothers and sisters were exceptionally proud; very few could endure such a provocation.

"Is it because I failed to satisfy Mrs. Huo that you have become so uncomprehending?" He even began to suspect that her past declarations of affection had all been false.

Real Sociedad was, after all, a veteran powerhouse of the Spanish La Liga. Realizing Gao Hong's formidable prowess and considering that little time remained in the match, they simply began passing the ball around leisurely in their own half.

No wonder fans commonly questioned the TOP team's selection of members—looks were evidently one of the top priorities. Otherwise, why would those members of the TOP team standing there look precisely like a newly debuted boy band?

Taking a bite, Kana still felt somewhat unsatisfied. She tore off another piece, and before long, an entire roast chicken had been consumed. Kana even let out a small, satisfied burp afterward.

"Will Uncle be unhappy?" Lu Bei thought of Huo Shijin's rather unfriendly handsome face and worried deeply that he might prevent him from seeing An'an and the others.

It was one thing if everyone in this Realm of Contemplation was a master of the Primordial Chaos, but each of them was absurdly powerful. Now, even a stellar-source fierce beast was this outrageous?

Feng Tianying and Li Mengchen stared dazedly, their gazes trembling, captivated by that trace of brilliance, unable to look away for a long time.

After seeing Yang Zheng consume the sack of bread, Rita Pereira instructed her driver to turn around and return to the Duke's estate.

Yang Dingtian made a mental comparison, but after looking around, he failed to spot Meng Xiang, nor did Meng Xiang have any opportunity to take the stage and speak.

However, the Eighth Miss's perspective differed from others. Over the past few years, she had gradually incorporated the corporate management methods of her past life into the administration of her shops. It was not as if keeping people required binding them with contracts of servitude.

"That's right, it sounds like absolute protection indeed, but such protection is far too extreme. Do you think people in today's society can accept it? I'm afraid it would simply result in mass suicide across the board," Chen Sinan shouted angrily.

This further heightened Governor Dandel and his companions' suspicions regarding other European powers.

Chu Suanzi slowly walked out of the Chongde Palace, stretched lazily, and looked up at the blazing sun in the sky. She muttered to herself, "What a fine day."

"I remember that your wet nurse has lost most of her teeth. This food is soft, which makes it just right for her. Let's pick a lot more," Qiushan said, wrapping both arms around the locust tree, exerting strength with his legs, and climbing up in a couple of swift slides to start picking.

In Nalan Ao'long's eyes, Wang Xiao's Tai Chi resembled a terrifying god of slaughter moving in slow motion. Although every movement and posture was remarkably sluggish, the moment he laid eyes on them, a fierce dread began to well up in his heart.

Everyone urged him not to hesitate any longer; this was a moment of life or death. Once Cheng Zhao's status as imperial prince was officially settled, none of the people in the Prince of Hai's estate would survive, and the Li clan would inevitably muster the strength of the entire lineage to wipe out those who failed in the succession struggle.

The official with a flattering smile on his face was quite young, around twenty-five or twenty-six, and rather handsome in appearance. His name was Yuan Jin.

In the building housing the indigenous chieftains, several leaders had already risen and were packing their bags, eager to set off and hurry back to their respective tribes.

"Alright, alright, you should leave quickly." Cherry felt increasingly convinced that this Wan'er was far too much like a professional con artist. Returning with Miao Chengye was entirely motivated by money. It was just that this time, her scam had failed, leaving her enraged out of shame.

"Then go sleep in the outer room for a while," Xingchen said, retrieving a quilt from the wardrobe. This hospital room was very luxurious, far more luxurious than the apartment she usually lived in. The quilt was completely new and carried a pleasant fragrance.

"Just give me the key, and Xi'ou and I will go check it out. You, Third Young Master Li, are a man of myriad affairs, so you don't need to show up," Lin Sese said with exaggerated "consideration."

She possessed the Yin-Absorbing Spirit Constitution; even when he was completely unconscious, it did not affect her ability to absorb his "yang energy."

The burly man standing before Chen Xingyin was evidently the strongest fighter put forward by the Martial Arts Alliance, and his aura was no less formidable than that of a first-rate martial artist.