Chapter 56: Car Accident

With a flash of blinding light and a deafening roar, a giant—similar to Shisui's Susanoo, yet entirely distinct—appeared before everyone.

Just as Ying Sha grew highly cautious, Ji Ziming blinked and arrived right in front of him, thrusting forward a sharp sword materialized from true essence.

"Exactly, I agree with Lao Yu. Since we're going to fight, we must thoroughly cripple the opponent!" Ye Zhijun said, waving his right hand.

Yiren, nearly tempted to applaud her own cleverness, immediately put her idea into action. First, she created a shadow clone, and then, using emotional points, she reinforced the clone to a degree that Mei Terumi could not possibly detect.

Underneath the blanket? Out of the question. To retrieve it, I would have to enter the domain of the evil ghost. The uncertain variables are simply too massive, and I might be killed outright. I will never do this unless driven to absolute desperation.

"It's very similar to You Zhui's technique back then," Ein muttered, narrowing her eyes. She immediately followed the green light as it surfaced on the sea, while the agonizing Siren, unable to endure the torment any longer, swam away into the distance with mournful cries.

Although they had engaged in strenuous physical activity during the first half of the night, one couldn't help but admire Lao Jiu's constitution. Having stayed awake all night and worked straight through to nine in the morning, Lao Jiu remained brimming with energy, showing not the slightest trace of exhaustion.

Standing before Shisui to shield him, Yiren swept her gaze—sharp as a drawn sword—toward Danzo and the others, her voice exceptionally cold.

Those rogue cultivators gazed at the surrounding formations and the auras emanating from various mountain peaks, realizing that attempting to escape was utterly impossible. They had no choice but to accept this reality, regardless of whether it proved to be a blessing or a curse.

Especially regarding the Reanimation Jutsu; if he could comprehend the specific details of this technique himself, then even if Orochimaru attempted any shady maneuvers using the resurrected souls, he would be able to detect them in a timely manner.

Inside the gem were numerous microscopic, silk-like inclusions radiating a seven-color halo and forming a series of complete, transparent star lines. Their intersection point was located right at the center of the gemstone, entirely dissolved in a vibrant red, making the jewel appear from the surface like a single drop of congealed blood.

In no time at all, seven or eight attendants rushed up carrying fruit platters, beer, red wine, and imported liquor, respectfully placing everything onto the table.

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Furthermore, it displayed a pattern of explosive growth; the closer the era to the present, the greater the number of self-awakened Golden Descendants.

Lin Ai had no desire to delve into this topic either, as she and Paboshu were not particularly close. Although they had exchanged a few words previously, it was merely an understanding of each other's perspectives. For Lin Ai to actively support Paboshu's cause was out of the question—after all, this was the internal affair of their world, and she wished to avoid getting tangled up in political power struggles.

Whether a demon possessed culinary value, and precisely how much culinary value it held, had nothing to do with its innate talents and everything to do with its level of cultivation. After all, talent merely represented potential, whereas existing cultivation constituted the true value for consumption.

At this moment, the proud prodigies of the major sects also prepared to take the stage. These prodigies were entirely out of league with the champions of the ancient clans and Misty Peak; the vast majority possessed only half-step Divine Illusion cultivation, with very few reaching the threshold of the early Divine Illusion realm.

Watching her being escorted away, Jian He rubbed her arms and looked around. Suddenly noticing a wooden bench beside the medicine shop's doorway, she dragged it over, curled up with her legs drawn in, and sat down—warming herself while ensuring her shoes wouldn't get soiled.

Ye Tian turned his head back and frowned slightly. As expected, they were disciples of the Ghost Cold Sect, and Han Ge was among them.

Leidensen really had a few tricks up his sleeve... Lin Ai smiled wryly and shook her head. Aside from Dragon Ball Totoro, she was probably the only one who had thought of this issue. Dragon Ball Totoro hadn't asked because their relationship wasn't quite close enough for such inquiries, but Leidensen faced no such obstacle.

Lin Lian smiled without responding, unsure of what to say. Besides, wouldn't this count as unauthorized contact with a player?

You should have rejected me long ago, rather than indulging my pursuit, leaving me with a longing tale and an inescapable name.

Everyone present rose to their feet as well, gazing into the distance at the brilliant light erupting from the trial tower.

Then he quickly slipped away. He had arranged with representatives from Huawei and Gree to meet this morning and negotiate endorsement matters.

"What's wrong? Is something amiss?" Nine-Tattooed Dragon had been observing Li Jie's expression and noticed his mood shifting from joy to apprehension.

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"I'm not talking nonsense. Haven't you noticed how skinny she always is? I found that medicine in your kitchen; ordinary people wouldn't recognize it, but I looked into it. It was your mother who got it. If you don't believe me, go check for yourself." Wei Qichen curled his lip in disdain.

He Ming possessed no technical skills of his own, yet his industry demanded high technical proficiency. Therefore, he knew that for his company to grow, it required a formidable technical team. Only then could he maintain a competitive edge and secure advantages going forward; otherwise, he would be left picking at the scraps of others.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun in the Zixiao Palace was united with the Heavenly Dao, boasting countless disciples. No matter how the three thousand dust-bound guests of Zixiao Palace developed, they could not affect him. Even if the primeval world were shattered, he would merely smile slightly and step in to put a stop to it.

After discussing these matters, Shen Huan and Ning Qianyu resumed writing the story of the monkey.

The Queen's stern, booming command frightened the wet nurse and the maidservant into dropping straight to their knees. The maidservant pressed her forehead entirely against the floor, weeping and trembling from head to toe.

"It is true that the Ren family contacted He Zhengkun. As for He Zhengkun's attitude, it is half-true and half-false," Mo Hen pondered for a moment and said.

In Fang Shaoping's mind, the image of the black-clothed man wearing the mask of Black Impermanence flashed past.

"We agreed to go on an outing together, but someone has forgotten friendship for the sake of romance," Teng Baobao said with a huff.

Freddy shrieked in wild agony, but Fang Shaoping ignored his cries entirely. He kept the drill running for a full three minutes, sending Freddy's brains splattering all over the ground, before slowly pulling back his hand.

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