Volume 1, Chapter 45: Physical Immunity

"I wonder what the world beyond the heavens looks like, and when the countless cycles through billions of years will finally come to an end." Primeval Lord of Heaven raised his head to gaze at the sky, his eyes stretching infinitely into the distance as if trying to pierce through the barrier of the boundless void.

Not showing any weakness, I retorted while opening my mouth to spew a torrent of holy flames. The waterfall of holy flames surged like a descending stellar river, endlessly sweeping across the void and vaporizing all weapons in its path. Breathing forth the sacred fire, I charged toward the Undead Legion.

Every veteran knew this principle, but the unchanging rule back home had long since transformed here. The German bombardment grew increasingly fierce, and everyone knew that eventually, the dense barrage of shells would blast this entire terrain from end to end. And then—what would happen then?

Sure enough, the large banner fluttering in front bore the character "Ji," indicating that Ji Ling, a mighty general under Yuan Shu, was leading a force of fifty thousand troops to provide reinforcements.

Ye Zhetao had harbored such thoughts for a long time. Now, seeing the central authorities continuously offering their support, he understood even more clearly that many people still hoped he could achieve remarkable success in the Jiahe Development Zone.

"Perhaps, though I hear your esteemed self is preparing to use your pocket money to extensively buy up bankrupt Soviet industries..." Chen Xiaotang similarly replied with a smile.

Goodness gracious, with the hundreds of thousands of years of heritage possessed by the Holy Temple, only twenty sets had ever been manufactured. One could easily imagine just how rare top-tier sacred armor truly was.

From afar, Liu De and Shen Yilun spotted Han Yi lingering in the open fields. At some point, Zheng Bao, covered in dust, had tracked him down alone from Luoyang and was currently conversing with him.

Feng Yuan looked at Lü Bu with shy affection, unable to help swaying her snow-white hips as she extended her jade-like arms to pull Lü Bu's body against hers, wishing she could melt into him completely.

"Alright, you may go attend to your tasks; I'll rest for a moment!" Chen Xiaotang waved his hand, signaling Ye Zimei to withdraw.

Wesley detected a hint of impatience in Fox's tone. Steeling his heart, he reached out and grabbed the shuttle.

A flash of reflection appearing a dozen meters away from the camp, accompanied by a rustling sound, instantly aroused his vigilance.

Free of the burden of Rose, Xiao Han and Parker unleashed their full speed, their figures flashing continuously among the buildings.

As both sides engaged in fierce combat, Luo Xiu immediately sensed an electromagnetic fluctuation originating precisely from that fleshy tumor-like turret.

A moment later, a high-end commercial vehicle drove over. Su Qiaoqiao stepped out of the car, looked around, and beckoned him inside.

With a light chuckle, Bai Chu picked up a suit jacket from the side and shoved it into his hands. "Let's go... Didn't you just say we were about to run out of time?" As she spoke, she had already taken the lead in opening the room door.

Qin Hu looked around and found a wooden stick placed beneath the wheel—two meters long, with a thick handle that tapered toward the pointed tip.

Love is not necessarily about letting go. For some people, love means lifting that bridal veil with one's own hands and then accompanying her through a lifetime. If I cannot be with you, how can I ever speak of loving you?

Bai Chu was startled, while Bai Nuan'er froze completely in place, the hand gripping Li Jin's growing slightly cold. "Tell me, what are you doing?!" Pressing closer step by step, Li Yueyue seized her wrist with a fierce glare.

That Doctor Huang sat above the First Brother's head, drawing out a half-foot-long silver needle whose thickness was roughly ten times that of an ordinary silver needle.

Meanwhile, Wang Ling seemed to have sensed Wang Meng's presence as well, casting a glance upward toward the spot where Wang Meng remained concealed.

Originally intending to walk straight in, he remembered that he had not seen his father for several days and that his father had been constantly busy at court, so he turned back to the kitchen, brewed a cup of Longjing tea, and carried it over.

"It was during the time your dormitory caught fire," Xu Lingchen said while walking toward the elevator.

Simultaneously, a massive blade of wind suddenly materialized in front of Chen Lin. As the fireball flew toward the crow, the wind blade closely followed right behind it.

Furthermore, someone had just mentioned that Su Xinru was on her way. If she were to witness this scene, what on earth would happen?

"The two of you are actually both peak Xiantong martial artists!" The middle-aged man turned pale with fright and prepared to flee.

Qiao Yining's lips moved, her words unspoken as hesitation hung in the air. Unable to squeeze out a single syllable after a long while, she proudly turned her head toward the window, presenting the back of her head to him.

Zhao Yun shifted his stance once more, sweeping outward. The challenger defending the stage relied on footwork to continuously dodge while consciously closing the distance toward Zhao Yun.

"Hah, you have an older brother and an older sister too—" The scout suddenly caught sight of Wang Lanmei standing beside Yu Yan, becoming instantly tongue-tied and lowering his head in a daze.

Hearing the words of Ancestral Witch Houtu, Ancestral Witch Gonggong felt a quiet disdain within his heart. What did such a petty trick amount to? If Houtu had participated in the previous trial, she would truly have understood what power meant.

Just as he was waiting for the black bear to turn around and leave, it inexplicably stopped moving again, simply facing the wall motionless. While he was still wondering, he suddenly heard a low rumble from the bear's throat, its body trembling, followed by the sound of rushing water and periodic upward lifts of its head with hissing roars.

"Jeremy, I have a task for you." Aik sitting on the sofa looked at Jeremy and said.

This was a warhorse deeply cherished by the Second Master, satisfying him completely in both physique and intelligence.

While consumed by this distress, he suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves. Two riders were slowly approaching along the path, attired in travel garments and conversing loudly, evidently figures from the pugilistic world. Qin Zhonghai was overjoyed, knowing that the newcomers must be connected to Mount Jiuhua. He hurriedly motioned for everyone to keep silent, then shrank back to the side of the street to catch every word of the riders' conversation.

Randy suddenly grasped the true meaning of returning to simplicity and innocence. He also abruptly came to a genuine understanding and realization of the psychological cultivation level of that arrogant second young master.

The eight Anglo-American infantry divisions numbered at least one hundred thousand troops, whereas a single Caliphate Guards Cavalry Division had only around ten thousand men. What worried Ma Hushan even more, however, were the British and American nations standing behind those eight divisions! Once those two countries unleashed their fury, it was not something the Caliphate regime could endure.

Wu Dingyuan turned ashen and collapsed onto the ground. At this moment, with the Thirteen Swords of Kunlun gathered together, even if he possessed divine abilities, he could not possibly escape this place. It seemed his fate was sealed.

With matters weighing on his mind, Zhu Jianhua anxiously devoured his soy milk while eagerly flipping through the report. The more he read, the more alarmed he became, and the more unfathomable Lu Nan appeared to him.

If a cat blocks a dog's path, even if the dog is somewhat more robust and powerful, it might still become infuriated and pick a fight with the cat. But if that cat blocks the path of an elephant, will the elephant become angry and enraged?