Chapter 151: Fear

This is already the third spiritual root. Lin Hao, just how many spiritual roots does their sect master actually have?

And why are they so different from the multi-spiritual-root individuals in their memories?

When Lin Hao turned around to look at them, seeing their expressions, he could not help clapping his hands and saying, "What is wrong? Look everyone, isn't this quite effortless?"

Lin Hao was completely oblivious to the magnitude of the shock his casual display had just inflicted upon them.

Hearing Lin Hao say this, Hongwei was the first to snap back to his senses. Meeting Lin Hao's meaningful gaze, he said, "It seems the sect master still has many things we do not know about."

This out-of-nowhere remark...

Ordinary things like houses and cars were being given away by everyone, making them entirely forgettable to the recipients. But a manor like this—the moment Shen Mo moved in, it would be impossible for him to forget Ding Shan.

As the chilling words slipped from Nezha's lips, the surrounding power of the Five Elements seemed to be drawn by his physique. From a distance, it looked as though an ancient, peerless ferocious beast was about to awaken from within Nezha's body.

This was not because Zhang You was cruel, but rather his ultimate act of kindness—since death was inevitable, dying in this manner might slightly alleviate the guilt in the Zhou family's hearts.

With the warrior's power acquired, although the wound on his left leg still throbbed with intense pain, it no longer hindered his mobility.

To welcome the arrival of Long Shuante, head coach Li Bing had specially reserved a table outside, but apart from Long Shuante, not a single player attended.

Even Ning Dahai was furious, wondering how he could have given birth to such a spineless son. He longed to slap him to death on the spot, feeling that the young man had completely disgraced the Ning family's honor.

Furthermore, Jia She did not believe he would be completely helpless against Jia Min in the future. Once the boy returned to the estate, things would be much easier to handle. Certain matters would no longer be subject to Jia Min's reckless whims.

The curse word had barely escaped when Ji Kao simultaneously bent both knees. As the Emperor's Qi surged wildly, the Undying Emperor Fist struck out once more.

Even major official media outlets like the Xiang province Daily and the People's Daily were unwilling to fall behind at this moment, yet what they did not expect was that they still could not catch a glimpse of Shen Mo.

Shen Mo's old face flushed red, and he said with some dissatisfaction. Mentally, he was already several decades old, and being exposed by his mother so abruptly—especially in front of Tang Weiwei—made it difficult for him to maintain his composure.

A look of curiosity flickered in Yin Feng's eyes. He really wanted to see if it was as magical as that slovenly old man had claimed.

"And what else is there?" Ye Anan did not take the spider bite too much to heart, but seeing the family doctor, Guy, hesitating and stammering, she could not help feeling a bit puzzled.

"Of course! If you don't believe me, ask them!" Andre nodded with a candid expression, while Gerard and Sophia hurriedly nodded in agreement.

Yin Feng also understood that the transformation of his soul and the manifestation of soul mist into tangible form were most likely inseparable from that previous soul collapse. Truly, destruction must precede construction.

"Why didn't you go eat?" Cheng Lie asked Zuo Zai. This was the usual mealtime at Cheng Fengchun's household. With so many chefs at home, meal times were always strictly punctual, and Cheng Lie had deliberately rushed back to have dinner with Zuo Zai.

However, another memory made Yin Feng offer a wry smile, because that memory was precisely the Corpse Saint Technique.

Dropping the magazine, I carefully inspected the bullets inside. They were definitely not training tranquilizer darts; every single one was a high-explosive round, identical to the bullets in my revolver. As for this Springfield sniper rifle, it was lightweight and highly accurate, with the magazine capacity modified to hold fifteen rounds.

After lunch, a military truck covered with a green canvas awning carried us out of the base gates. From the chatter of my teammates inside the vehicle, I learned that our mission location was likely to the southeast of Chang'an County.

He thought to himself that this disciple of his was simply too lawless, blurting out so bluntly that he harbored designs on the Abi Underworld. At least he could have phrased it a bit more tactfully.

"The God-Blessed Land?" Nie Chen's gaze flickered. He glanced at Shi Yuan and shook his head, signaling her to pause her attack.

He had heard his father mention that they had an aunt who had always lived in the United States, but he had never met her.