29 This Is Shanxiu Village

Upon hearing Yan Changfeng’s inquiry, it dared not hold back the slightest detail. With the twelve supreme primordial treasures looming nearby and the agonizing experience of a moment ago still fresh in its memory, it spilled everything it knew in one breath.

Then, raising its head, it glanced at Dongfang Lin and asked, "Who are you? Can you kill me? My head hurts so much—come, come, crack my skull open; I must see what is inside." As it spoke, it genuinely leaned its head toward Dongfang Lin.

Of course, he kept such demoralizing thoughts to himself; otherwise, their spirits would flag even further, which would only make matters worse.

In District 107, the group of prodigies who had witnessed the titanic battle stood with vacant stares, as if struck by a paralysis spell.

While such an item might be considered a rare treasure in the outside world, within the Spirit Mountain Secret Realm, the essence of a demonic beast was truly nothing out of the ordinary.

"It's time for dinner!" Wei Zhedong called out helplessly to her retreating back, only to see Xiang Xue wave her hand without turning around before she vanished behind the door.

Yet Yan Changfeng was no hothouse flower. His current strength was forged in a sea of blood and a mountain of corpses, cultivated step by step through countless battles and endless slaughter.

Seeing the terrifying power of the Thunder King Sword, the Nine-Candle Sovereign merely laughed aloud, showing not a hint of fear in his words.

When Wu Santong saw the assassin he had hired being dragged into the hall, he was so terrified he nearly collapsed to the floor, though he managed to steady himself at the very last moment.

Ai Xuanlian and Mo Luochen tried to rush over to help Wu You up, but were blocked by Yuan Meng. She then signaled to the surrounding zombies, and Kangle and the other team leaders immediately understood, rushing over to assist Wu You.

Who would have thought that the moment she reached the entrance of the piano room, she would overhear Li Xiaoxiao’s immensely bold yet shy confession.

In truth, she, too, hoped to become such a person—the glory of her family, someone everyone could be proud of.

Time is one of the most miraculous forces in the universe; it can turn a single thought into eternity, or compress eternity into a fleeting instant.

Upon arriving at the restaurant, King Kong made arrangements for Wu You and prepared to leave, but Wu You reached out and stopped him.

The capital was not as remote as places like Zhoukou; it was a bustling hub of constant traffic and dense crowds. One usually had to wait in a long queue just to enter the city, though this rule naturally did not apply to those of high power and status.

Feng Lingxi’s questioning left everyone astonished. They finally realized that the Sixth Miss, who now dared to talk back, was indeed different from before.

However, the longer she watched, the more disappointed she became. Qiao Siyan was squatting beside Feng’er’s corpse, glancing here and peering there, and finally leaped onto the top of the pavilion to show off his agility... Tsk, it was truly unbearable to watch.

Gu Yunxi felt her limbs go weak, allowing the Chief Eunuch to pull her into a tight embrace, her cheek pressed against his warm, damp, and broad chest.

"There is always a time for carelessness." Qin Shi did not know why, but surely that was not the point, was it?

As the ancient carriage drove away, many of the Green Vine Clan began to speak up. Previously, they had been unable to talk because of the presence of the Witch God Clan, but now, they truly wished to make a different choice.

Jiang Ming did not hesitate and stepped into the teleportation array first. With a flash of light, his body vanished. Di Leia, the Duke, and the others followed, though Osborne did not enter, as he had to remain behind to oversee the family's affairs.

The strongest nano-suit? Liu Feng was speechless; it was merely ordinary material, how could it possibly survive such a tornado?

From the depths came a roar, filled with monstrous rage, and as a powerful aura was unleashed, the entire mountain trembled incessantly.

When Master Zhao first received the news of the King of Chu’s mediation and then learned of the King of Qi’s submission, he merely offered a look of contempt.

In the distance, Old Zhong and his companion were taken aback, but they had no choice but to trust Jiang Ming. After sending away a D-rank spirit master, Old Zhong and Liu Yun exchanged a glance, and a barrier spread from them, enveloping all the spirit masters within.

One by one, the tribal deities appeared, including the great figures from the ten major tribes; the Red Fire, Thunder, and Ancient Kun tribes all had deities in attendance.

That era was erased, the lineage was severed, and the entire universe was affected. World after world perished, even the heavens and earth were shattered, and almost everyone suffered a calamity.

Fang Yan sighed. Watching the golden light slowly bloom in the distance, he adjusted his course, heading toward the "East"—a direction that held a special significance for the Middle Kingdom.

Thinking of the Emperor’s assessment of him, Liu Feng gritted his teeth. He had originally studied witchcraft and archery to avoid the dangers of close-quarters combat, but was he truly afraid of such things?

Fortunately, this location was somewhat remote, and the First High School only had a hundred or so people; the chances of finding this storage room without being discovered by the Azure Stele were indeed slim.

The stainless steel bathtub felt even colder to the touch, but since it was summer, Chen Mu and Wei Dalei wished the water were even colder.

At this moment, if Elder Han were to see Gu Changsheng’s staid and mature demeanor, he might suspect that this young man was a spy sent from the outside.

His eyes remained fixed on the bag of corn flour while his mind engaged in a fierce struggle: to eat or not to eat? If he didn't eat, his stomach would remain empty; despite the large bowl of porridge, it was really just a matter of passing water.

"I’m innocent, too." Ye Fan blinked with an innocent expression, then waved his hand, started his Mercedes-Benz, and set off on the road home.

"Bring it on, who’s afraid of whom?" Sun Jiaqi had already entered the zone, seemingly having forgotten the pain of her heartbreak.