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Witnessing this, Xiao Rang remained composed. His hands did not falter; instead, he struck out repeatedly, unleashing a barrage of fundamental immortal arts—sonic waves, frigid gales, and raging flames. Under this relentless assault of countless techniques, the black flames finally dissipated a yard before him.

Qianhe Zhengyi, who had been on the verge of a scathing outburst, suddenly recalled Qiu Shaoze’s words and choked back the curses rising in his throat.

"It’s over, it’s all over..." Force King Zhao Tianyu, who had just stood up, slumped back onto the ground. As limbs gradually emerged from the soil, a profound sense of helplessness washed over everyone present.

Ji Ke hadn't been hungry, but watching Yu Tian eat with such relish suddenly made her feel a bit peckish.

Had this been in the past, the officer would have immediately holstered his weapon, apologized, and retreated. But this time was different; this time, the order had come directly from the ministry.

"Miss Zhong, why don't you eat something first? You've been studying these herbs since dawn—aren't you hungry?" Wan Chi asked as she walked in with a tray of food.

Mother Ji was intelligent and reasonable. She wouldn't start by demanding how Yu Tian should treat Ji Ke or what she should do for him.

However, after hearing Bai Yulin’s remarks, this thought resurfaced in Li Ningyu’s mind. After all, cultivating a group of political officers with advanced ideological grounding early on would ultimately be beneficial and harmless to the future development of the Far East Group. At the very least, it was time to start recruiting such talent.

"Brother Han, why are you the legion commander of Julu City?" As soon as everyone was seated, I voiced the question deep in my heart. The prison guards referred to Han Xu as "Legion Commander," and no matter how hard I racked my brain, I couldn't figure out why. If he was the legion commander of Julu City, why hadn't he rescued Wen Zhengbiao sooner?

Drunk with a slight tipsiness, Li Ningyu returned to his quarters. But the moment he stepped into the room, the drunken haze vanished from his eyes, replaced by a sharp, piercing gleam.

Even though his soldiers had less than half their stamina remaining, he possessed a morale attribute bonus that Tong Tian lacked.

I returned to the Cining Palace, feeling completely distracted. In such a vast city of Beijing, how could it be such a coincidence to run into Weiwu again? I had thought that by hiding in the Forbidden City, I could evade him, yet here I was, meeting him nonetheless! Was this fate between Weiwu and me?

Having regained his composure, Cai Qing turned his gaze toward Cai Xian'er. Seeing her nod, he smiled at Luo Hao.

"She’s just a follower, not Li Ran himself. Why would she call for me?" Hearing that Zhou Youxiang didn't know the specifics either, Wu Yuejun had no choice but to grit his teeth and get out of bed. Still, while washing up, he couldn't help but mutter to himself.

"Let's go then!" Da Long helped me into the truck before climbing in himself. The van had only one row of seats, and I was squeezed between Da Long and his father. For some reason, while driving, Da Long’s father kept glancing at my chest.

At that moment, a memory surfaced in my mind. Linxian Village was the very mountain village where I had stayed during my last trip to Mount Shu. It had been famous for its agritourism, but after people drowned in the village's deep pool, no one dared to visit anymore.

But Li Mubai had no time for such thoughts now, for he sensed a more formidable hidden force concealed beneath the surging lightning energy, traveling through his fist and into his body—a strike hidden within a strike.

Liusha naturally understood my intent; he glanced at Zhang Qiang, nodded at me, turned around, and headed into the distance.

Sitting in my office, fantasizing about the financial woes the Li Group would face after acquiring Longfa, I couldn't help but find it amusing.

A dull thud of metal piercing flesh echoed as the Vajra Soft Blade sank deep into the body of an expert from the Yipin Hall standing behind Zhang Qian.

This situation provided Xiao Yang with a great advantage. He circled around the back of the alley, reached the rear of building number 11, spotted a ventilation window, and nimbly climbed inside.

"I’m going to training." Hearing Lin Xiao’s words, Xiao Feng was momentarily stunned. After a long period of contemplation, he uttered this brief sentence and turned to leave.

Inside the black jade box lay a gemstone emitting seven-colored light. The moment he opened the box, Xiao Lang felt an incredibly powerful and pure surge of energy. The gem was no larger than a grain of rice, yet he felt that the energy contained within was enough to match the entire profound energy of a War Marshal realm warrior.

While the manufacturing of weapons and ammunition was vital, the Yongcheng Arsenal's progress—from purchasing foreign goods to self-manufacturing machinery, from simple to complex, from rough to precise—was undoubtedly even more exhilarating.

Feeling that he could no longer suppress the lightning orb, Yang Zhen suddenly crushed it in his hand with the force of a thousand pounds.

Ever since the engagement at Cangshan Shrine, Xiao Siming had risen like a comet. In doing so, he had invisibly flapped the butterfly's wings, altering the trajectory of history. While others remained unaware, Xiao Siming knew it all too well.

"I told you to be careful, but you wouldn't listen." Hearing the monkey's curse, Mountain Cat shot a glance at him and spoke in a deep voice.

Xia Aba’s thought was that if Yang Zhen could move from his current state to one of absolute tranquility, it would be a monumental success. It was not rare for someone who could find peace to reach a state of selflessness, but for someone with a complex mind to achieve such stillness and detachment—that breakthrough was truly immeasurable.

"Brother!" Seeing Zhang Teng appear, Lin Xiao and Xiao Xuan were startled and immediately stepped apart. Zhang Teng strode over to Xiao Xuan’s side and pulled her behind him with one hand.

Though tempted, no one was willing to be the first to start. For a time, they just looked at one another.

I had never been to Soto City, but Dou Dou worked as an announcer at the Soto City Grand Spirit Arena. Therefore, she understood Soto City better than I did.

He rolled over onto his back. The sky was thick with dark clouds, looking as if rain were imminent. Beneath the overcast sky, he saw arrows constantly flying past him. The "whoosh" of them piercing the air was deafening. His mind was a chaotic mess; he had no idea what was happening.

"The first time I drank, I also thought it tasted terrible." Shen Guhong’s mind drifted back to the events of years ago.

The newcomers stood with their mouths agape. What had happened to the Divine Messenger and the Sage? They seemed normal just a moment ago; how had they both gone mad so suddenly?

She had never wanted to be the leader; it was Qi who said she was the matriarch and had to protect her people, which was why she had acted on a whim and taken the role.