Volume 1, Chapter 69: The Storm Approaches

If he wanted to defeat the Blood Sea Ancestor, he had to advance by an entire cultivation realm, and then perfect all of his skills; only then might he possibly stand a chance of defeating the Blood Sea Ancestor.

"Alright, let's head home today. Once my family matters are settled, we'll go straight to Central Shaanxi from my place." Tian Ermiao began booking the tickets.

Just moments ago, he had been worried that he wouldn't be able to suppress his cultivation realm before the teleportation array was repaired. Now that it had come ahead of schedule, he was naturally overjoyed.

The Hundred Flower Stronghold, having gone through a catastrophe, seemed to undergo a rebirth from the ashes, becoming even more tranquil and peaceful than before.

Although he had accidentally blundered into the trap of these two cultivators' array, if his own strength had been lacking, wouldn't he have lost his life right here?

Afterward, Lin Fan waved his hand, and the two halves of the card were precisely tossed into the trash can not far away.

Shangguan Kuangfeng had not expected the opponent to be so calm. It seemed that in this grand gathering, this person would be a formidable opponent.

Pressed for time, Fan Bin simply outlined the situation, the core message being that Big Brother products had already flooded the majority of China, with hot sales in every city. The factories were racking their brains to expand production; otherwise, supply simply could not meet the overwhelming demand.

Nan Yexing shouted arrogantly, striking out with a fierce palm that sent Li Yuanba—who had plunged into a violent, enraged Golden Roc state—flying backward for billions of miles, swiftly streaking right over the heads of Emperor Qin and the others.

The merchandise sold in the malls was driving people crazy; who could have foreseen such events happening? Just as he stepped into the company that day, he sensed something was amiss—an elusive, bizarre aura that was, at this moment, remarkably potent.

Lin Ying felt a blush of shame, utterly clueless as to what Saintess Molian was thinking. He gently shook his head, only to see Saintess Molian still filled with astonishment.

Yet at this moment, her face invariably carried a trace of helplessness. So many events had already transpired, driving her to a state of profound helplessness that far exceeded her imagination.

Fu Yan looked at Zhang Zhengyu, who, despite the scorching summer heat, was still wearing long sleeves. It looked as though something was wrapped inside, making him look all bloated, carrying an iron ladle in his left hand, a rolling pin in his right, and a large iron wok strapped to his back.

Shaking his head, perhaps this was simply destiny. Tong Zhiruo led Fu Yan into the main room, had him sit down, and went to fetch the medical kit.

"Director Lin, I think I'd better resign myself. I truly feel I've let everyone down. With such a fantastic product in my hands, I couldn't even find a distributor—I have no face left to face the people in our department!" Seeing Lin Feng sitting quietly at his desk in deep thought without speaking, the head of the marketing department quickly chimed in.

The resounding, rhythmic chimes rang out, drowning out the gasps of awe and heated discussions of the crowd, announcing the official commencement of the third round of the decisive battle.

What kind of person was Fang Li? He was hailed as a grand mage on the Eternal Continent, a genuine successor of Daoist talismans. How could his hearing be comparable to that of ordinary people? The whispering on the phone was heard by him with absolute clarity from the side, and it was enough to make him so angry his lungs felt fit to burst.

"Right here in the Gloomy Forest, further inside. The outer edges won't do," Fang Li answered casually as he tore off a piece of roasted meat for Sally.

Especially the miserable screams of Dr. Zhao Tao, his mutated red arm, and the unknown enemy filled him with an inexplicable sense of panic.

Mang Long nodded, then led Wang Dongliang and the others away. Although Ye Lengfu had suffered a gunshot wound, for men like them who had walked through hails of bullets time and time again, such an injury truly amounted to nothing.

As a result, when the plan was executed today, Bu Wen—disguised as an assassin to murder Li Wuhao—happened to cross paths with Pugu Qi, who was also attempting to assassinate Li Wuhao at that very moment. Consequently, a fake assassination turned into a real one. Had Li Wuhao not possessed great fortune, he probably would have long since become a wandering ghost beneath Pugu Qi's blade.

A purple-tier skill! Huang Yu's heart, which had leaped into his throat, finally settled back down. While golden-tier items existed, hitting the jackpot was never that easy. However, once he clearly saw the skill, he was instantly stunned.

Night Ghost Valley grabbed a quick bite at a steamed bun shop, wandered around the Fox Village for a bit, but discovered nothing out of the ordinary.

The Destiny Black Dragon was suppressing the future destiny of Britain with all its might, causing the fate matrix on Khan Mongke's body to weaken to its absolute limit, losing its immunity to all sorts of spells.

"Right, this time I found some hawksbill pearls again!" Guo Fugui said, hurriedly fumbling inside his chest. A short moment later, he produced an exquisite silk pouch, untied the cord at the mouth, lifted the bag, and tipped it into his palm. More than twenty translucent, glowing hawksbill pearls tumbled out onto his hand.

The Head of the Lu Clan and Young Master Yang also appeared to be chatting quite happily, and the topic of their discussion was precisely the current state of the world.

The Gold Miners were playing with extreme ferocity. The painted area guarded by Nenad, Kenyon, and Birdman represented the pinnacle of beast-style interior defense. They guarded Paul extremely tightly in the first quarter with heavy physical contact, completely stunning Paul right from the start.

Zhong Hua and An Tong remained unchanged, as they had long known what was going on. However, the others did not know, and the emergence of virtual technology delivered a tremendous shock to them.

"Since it's an antique-related mission, if outsiders were to conduct the relevant transactions, it might provoke emotional resistance from the locals," Cui Bin smiled and said.

He was Li Xingfu, a talented disciple of the Desire Sect, and also one of the top twenty ranked individuals on the previous Imperial Roll. What he comprehended was the Profound Truth of Desolation, having reached the fourth level—a peerless genius.

This dream that Luo Feng had striven for was finally realized today, filling his heart with boundless agitation and excitement. He knew all of this was bestowed upon him by his Heavenly Brother, and his heart was overflowing with gratitude beyond words.

Someone spoke up, instantly causing the surrounding cultivators to draw in a sharp breath of cold air. Although this sounded somewhat illusory, it was not entirely impossible; powerful cultivators had indeed walked out of the Profound Mirror before, once causing a sensation in the main realm.

Zhao Guangyi almost suspected his own ears were playing tricks on him. Clearly, the situation was adverse to the extreme, yet Wang Hong kept blurting out phrases like "capturing Yancheng is achievable this very day." Was his own brain failing him, or had Wang Hong truly gone mad?

Helping Wutu to his feet, Xiao Mo smiled and said, "You are now the vice village chief of Wu Village. You need to breed fine war horses for me here and train a batch of cavalry as well. I have use for them!" "Understood! Please rest assured, My Lord!" Wutu said loudly. He was not entirely foolish; naturally, he understood the importance of the task Xiao Mo had assigned him.

At this moment, Yuan Shao felt the earth trembling. This was not a delusion, but a genuine physical sensation. "Enemy attack!" Under these circumstances, the Ji State certainly couldn't have this many people; the most likely possibility was the pursuit forces of the Liang State. Therefore, under the panic, the person who should have scouted and confirmed the situation shouted it out directly without even verifying it.