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Mr. Yan said nothing. He merely waved at Li Jingmu, who was still too late to enter the bar behind him, and then slowly closed the heavy door.

"How am I being dishonest? It was never my fault to begin with," Zhang Xiaofeng argued, looking at He Meng.

The departure of Chen Zihang and Mou Yuan plunged the situation back into crisis. Moreover, everyone's cell phones mysteriously lost service, making Li Mumu and the others feel a rising sense of danger.

"Stop indulging in wishful thinking. You want to call the police? Go ahead and call them. Let's see whether the police believe our words or yours," Zhang Xiaofeng said calmly, looking at the man.

Things had changed and people had departed; they had no idea what had become of their Demon Realm now.

Against the flickering candlelight, the withered hand lingering outside the mirror appeared even more spine-chilling.

Local capital accumulation is always a slow process, which is why attracting external investment has been the top priority for local governments everywhere since the reform and opening up.

Precisely because their forces were meager, Old Zha adopted this method of gathering that completely avoided the public eye.

Had it not been for Li Yu's internal reservations—fearing to fly too fast lest he summon that terrifying tornado once more—it would not have taken him three whole days to emerge from this desert.

"All evil fiends are trash, and you are no exception. You want to enter the Southern Frontier? That is utterly impossible." Having gained the upper hand, Xia Fanchen also took a deep breath. Especially after his direct nether ghost fire entered the Ninth Elder's body, he knew that this victory belonged to none other than him, Xia Fanchen.

Lian Qingjue tucked his hands into his sleeves, preparing to leave. Just as he turned around, he heard a sneer from behind him.

Actually, the short-faced bear was not truly terrifying. Of course, to ordinary people it was a fearsome creature, but they were junior mages after all; what was truly terrifying was their own cowardice.

"This general understands. We still need to hold and defend the city here. You need not panic; Xiyu welcomes all oppressed soldiers and physicians without exception," Lu Rufan nodded, without the slightest hesitation.

"Crap! It's completely normal for the two senior students to graduate and leave the team. How does the team's weakened strength have anything to do with the captain? Sun Chaoyang, stop biting people indiscriminately!" Tian Fei finally couldn't help roaring at Sun Chaoyang.

Mo Lingfan looked at the pouring rain. Unawares, the rain had grown heavier, so she stepped aside and let them enter the house together.

Because in another half a year, it would be the five-year graduation mark for the first batch of students studying magic. After graduation, new regulations would be needed to govern these mages graduating from Hogwarts.

The boy facing Wanda naturally knew what dropping his weapon implied. If Wanda's spell hit him, he would be instantly eliminated.

Having firmly recognized her own feelings for Miyoraku Kogen, Chitan Eru would never give up easily.

Hearing the sound, the crowd looked over and saw a girl clad in armor sitting atop a fine steed. Her features were obscured, and though she was smiling, a single glance was enough to evoke an intense wave of murderous intent.

In the netherworld of the underworld, within the ancestral shrine of the Huang family's underground tomb, Yuan Qingwei sighed as he looked at the newcomer, beginning to explain the concept of the nether residence.

"Brother, do you know what this is?" Qintian asked the three rogue cultivators nearby. The three of them stood back-to-back, remaining vigilant against their surroundings.

Young Master Gu was kicked in the abdomen, causing a turbulent, intensely uncomfortable churning sensation within his stomach. The surrounding family guards swarmed forward and bound him tightly.

Qintian also knew he couldn't take this head-on. Killing Li Hongfei was simply too difficult, not to mention whether he possessed other life-saving treasures.

In his dream, Li Lin saw herself completely changed in attire, as a pair of large hands shoved her heavily backward. Li Lin lost her balance and stumbled to the ground.

She stood amidst the mist, a sphere of water gathering at the tip of her sword. The water orb shimmered brilliantly in the sunlight like a precious pearl. With a flick of her wrist, the orb scattered outward, transforming into countless threads of water that shot toward the enemy soldiers.

Since this fellow Yingge fancied her, it would be much easier for her here than for Hongyuan to infiltrate their core ranks.

While communicating with 268, Xin Ye stepped into the house, only to find Wu Zhi kneeling in the middle of the floor.

The gamblers around the table stared in sheer astonishment at the dice inside the bowl, finding it unbelievable, and soon many of them began to sigh mournfully.

Liu Bang had originally intended to stand up for Li Sitong, but after witnessing this capability of hers, he immediately looked at her the same way he looked at Xin Ye, his eyes filled with total adoration.

"I know... A late God Realm expert from Feifeng Manor took her phoenix core. Someone tried to refine her, but failed, so they extracted her blood instead."

Since they could do nothing about Tao Zaizhan, it was only natural for them to demand justice from Wang Zhen, seeing as Wang Zhen held the true decision-making power.

At that moment, another earth-shattering upheaval occurred. Roars echoed from ahead, and a force of Dao-transformation spread outward, affecting the entire Pantheon. Brilliant rays of light surged like roaring flames, illuminating billions of realms across the heavens.

Rumble. The remaining momentum of the axe-light that severed the roc's talon remained undiminished. Amidst a heaven-shaking crash, it split dozens of giant mountains below. Jagged, ferocious cracks rapidly spread across the earth, while endless clouds of dust and billowing subterranean magma soared straight into the clouds. The crimson liquid burned at a terrifyingly high temperature, surging into the high heavens.