Volume One, Chapter 36: Mechanized World

Upon hearing this, the four men immediately gulped, the glint in their eyes making Chen Mohan shudder.

The Flame-Transfer Ring has the ability to reduce any exotic flame to its most common form. Furthermore, as the grade and quantity of the exotic flames increase, so does the temperature of the converted fire. If one could also incorporate the power of primordial origin, the temperature of the flames would reach a truly terrifying level.

Qiao Guang, standing at the end of the line, felt a stir in his heart, and his right hand quietly dropped to his side, unnoticed by anyone.

I felt I could no longer stay; I had to leave this place at once. I was afraid that if he saw my tears flowing again, he would think I was trying to use my own vulnerability to force him to choose me.

Having grown up, she had never been anywhere but Yun City and Jiang City, let alone traveled. Of course, all of this was thanks to the man by her side.

"So, I have to fight my way up, floor by floor?" Ren Buchan felt a bit speechless, but having come this far, there was no other way.

After dressing and poking my head out, I remained covered by the quilt, turning away to stare at the pale, slightly reflective wall, pretending to be nonchalant as I broke the silence.

They were unaware that, at this very moment, Yang Xuerou’s eyes, filled with a touch of comfort, were fixed on their embracing figures through the heavy iron bars.

Fang Hen frowned. The reason he had spared Ma Yuan earlier, besides not wanting to suffer losses among the warriors he had just recruited, was that although Ma Yuan was his adversary, he was not an evil cultivator. Acting on the principle that it is better to avoid extra trouble, Fang Hen let him go.

I really shouldn't have been so foolish as to go sunbathing; the two suns of this beast world are truly no joke.

With his lips slightly parted, Ye Lin continuously chanted obscure and difficult incantations, and the soul blood in his hand began to emit a scorching red light.

Five strands of elemental laws, each with different properties, instantly appeared between his hands! They looked like mere threads, with no visible power.

Yesterday, her boyfriend of two years had broken up with her. They had reached the point of discussing marriage, yet he broke it off suddenly; how could she not be heartbroken?

Their expressions were livid, especially Xie Hongyuan, whose rage boiled over at Cao Shiling’s remark, "Are you tired of living?"

Unfortunately, while hope is always sweet, reality is cruel. When Wei Zixuan reached the eighth floor, he was dumbfounded. The entire floor had turned into a horrific battlefield; a fierce clash had broken out between the monsters and the guardians, a scene so brutal it was chilling to behold.

It wasn't that he didn't want to compete, but his strength was still too weak; compared to those who could enter this place, he was far behind.

Through the window, it was vaguely visible that the banks of the Ganges were exactly as they had been yesterday, as if nothing had happened at all.

It was fortunate that I am the world-renowned Grim Reaper; otherwise, I definitely would have been forced by her at noon today.

However, considering both parties had their own affiliations, and fearing they wouldn't believe his theories about that strange energy, he kept his thoughts to himself.

Jiang Sining and Jiang Chenhe were both anxious as they awaited their tribulation. After all, their previous attempt to pass the Tribulation of the Unity Stage had not been pleasant, leaving them both in a wretched state.

Because he had already had his subordinates investigate thoroughly, he knew that the Jiang family had not always enjoyed such dense spiritual energy; it had changed suddenly. Therefore, the Jiang ancestral grounds were not a natural treasure trove of feng shui, but relied on a grand formation.

"You mobilized so much force, and you didn't receive a single shred of information? That’s impossible. How could there be absolutely no news at all?" Zhuo Moxiy still found it hard to believe, so she chose to ask again why things had turned out this way.

"Senior Brother, what kind of energy is that child using? With such a massive disturbance, why is there not a single trace of energy fluctuation?" the middle-aged man whose ritual had been interrupted whispered.

The courtyard of the Gao residence still had lanterns hanging, leaving the yard somewhat dim, but fortunately, the main hall was bright.

Qingyun walked in carrying a tray, set it on the table, and lifted a wine cup toward Ye Guoyuanhong, who picked it up and drained it in one gulp.

"Take Zhang Biao away," Su Ruoshui commanded, and Eunuch Jing personally escorted Zhang Biao to another room to write his confession.

Furthermore, the ancestors of the Feng, Yao, and Gongsun families seized the opportunity to mock Jiang Chenhe for lying before all the cultivators in the world, saying it was fortunate she hadn't agreed to become the leader of the Anti-Demon Alliance.

"Hmph, retribution. I knew about retribution a dozen years ago, which is why you are as wretched today as you are. Did you think I was like you—a coward and a loser?" His words were extremely harsh, seemingly reflecting on some event from many years ago.

"This... if you can see it, why can't we?" After a night of discussion, the owner couldn't be certain whether the gas tank had really been opened directly by Chen Tianming, as his wife claimed. Hearing him say this now, he asked the question.

"Is this still summer?" Mudan was stunned, but she didn't retreat, reaching out a hand as if to touch the summer.

Damn! No, his strike was aimed exactly at my joints. If he truly let him touch my shoulder, he would only need a slight movement of his fingers to dislocate my left arm.