53. Grievance

Hearing this, although he had not seen the actual object, Yan Chengwu gasped sharply, utterly appalled, his eyes widening in shock.

Though severely injured, Yan Fei had been prepared all along. Exerting force with his hand, he abruptly snatched the rusty disc away. The armored figure, grievously wounded and mentally shaken, relaxed his grip, allowing Yan Fei to seize the item.

Seeing Taiyi begin his cultivation, Dijun also sat cross-legged to stabilize his realm and transform into his physical form. By now, he had attained the cultivation base of the early Golden Immortal stage, making him undoubtedly a formidable powerhouse in the present prehistoric world.

Exchanging insights on the Dao was a common practice in cultivation. As the saying goes, stones from other hills may serve to polish jade; although the paths they walked differed, their comprehension of the Heavenly Dao could be mutually referenced. Discussing the Dao was not preaching with words, but rather manifesting one's own Dao through magical power.

Yet, anyone could tell that he had long neglected to treat the wounds accumulating on his body. Clearly, he had exhausted all his healing spells, leaving even injuries that impaired his field of vision, such as his blinded eye, untreated.

However, deep dark-brown wooden staff was thrust straight into the back of the twilight giant, frantically draining the divine being's life force and dragging it back toward the earth, back into the embrace of its mother.

A well-dressed, respectfully mannered young servant guided Baron Garcia along the castle corridor.

Yan Fei pushed forward all the way like a hot knife through butter. Although the Great River Bank boasted strict security, it was only equipped to prevent ordinary criminals from breaking in. Facing the ferocious Yan Fei, their pathetic little security force was utterly incapable of halting his advance.

"Alright, close your eyes and relax your mind," Ouyang Fei walked up to Hua Qiangu and instructed her.

These soldiers were not Yan Miansheng's subordinates; they had merely been temporarily placed under his command. Yan Miansheng lacked both the bearing of a great general and any compassion for his men. With the situation currently in turmoil, Yan Miansheng had not even brought his personal guards, having no inkling that there would be so many unpredictable changes.

Just how much influence did the Li family wield back then? Why were there so many people trying to bring them down, surprisingly even including the Cao and Chu families?

Every time Cheng Haian woke up, she wanted to see her. This matter could not be delayed indefinitely; otherwise, she would grow suspicious sooner or later.

Other than friends like Lei Yiming and his companions, there were also those who had come specifically to pay a visit today, which inevitably left Mu Yuan feeling puzzled.

He believed that everything Lü Zhuo had obtained was merely a result of utilizing him. Whether it was Qingzhou, Huainan, or the surrendered troops Lü Zhuo had previously gathered in Jizhou, these were all Yuan Shao's achievements.

In Northern Europe, the Mutch family's business was immense and far-reaching, and they were a very prominent aristocratic family simply within country D. Securing an opportunity to establish a connection with them was something Aimerson had dreamed of.

Three years ago, Li Lefu sold Li Jing'er off. As for who her financial backer was that night, he had no idea either; he had simply taken the money and left.

Deathmask opened his mouth, thinking that if he messed up the mask again, he would be tormented by that demon once more. Instantly, he wilted like a frost-bitten eggplant and walked onto the stage trembling all over.

He Yaxiang had never expected Lin Zhen to suddenly turn so serious. Feeling thoroughly uncomfortable under his gaze, she shoved him away and said, "I'm sleepy and need to catch up on some sleep. Think properly about how to show some sincerity."

No matter how many northern expeditions Zhuge Liang undertook, none succeeded. One of the most crucial reasons was that Liu Bei had thoroughly squandered all his family fortune for the sake of sworn brotherhood.

She was deep in thought as she hurried forward, when suddenly the phone clutched tightly in her ringtone chimed. Looking down, she saw a string of unfamiliar numbers. Ignoring it, she continued onward, but the phone kept ringing with relentless persistence.

"What?" Mo Chenhai's body instantly stiffened, and a joyful smile immediately appeared on his face. However, lasting less than three seconds, his brow knitted together again.

Zhang Fei discovered that Chi Dongxian's spiritual imprint had not yet been erased. He smiled slightly at Yan Meng'er, then channeled formidable genuine Qi from his Golden Dan to shatter that spiritual imprint.

He naturally could not comprehend the supreme laws manifested within the barrier either. These laws were a supreme embodiment of the Dao and Dharma in the world, and given his current realm, comprehension remained beyond his reach.

"I've acquired another weapon." Chu Cheng held up a peculiar arrow—consisting only of a barbed head, with a nearly transparent shaft.

Following Yinping's exclamation, Zhan Mei's familiar footsteps reached Ouyang Wan's ears, and she nearly jumped out of bed in panic.

One false step leads to eternal regret. A dignified commander of ten thousand horsemen, hailed as the bravest warrior of the Xiongnu, Tuhansang had thus capsized in a drainage ditch. Facing Chu Cheng, whose strength was vastly inferior to his own, he had actually walked right into the trap. Not only was he unable to use his weapon, but the excruciating pain in his arm only manifested after Chen Feng had departed.

Huaxi accompanied Madam Xiao for a while longer until she obtained the two deeds of sale, then rose to take her leave. Madam Xiao did not forget to remind Huaxi about the imperial banquet.

Qingolong's words were undoubtedly an admission that he had advanced to the Grandmaster realm, naturally filling Jin Hongpeng's subordinates with elation.

"That's good, saving me from wasting my breath." He Yao shook off his hand and stretched lazily. Reflecting further, half of the eel traps at home had been given to Uncle Wei, and the remaining ones wouldn't catch many eels anyway.

Heh heh... This Lei Congfeng is truly audacious! In a moment, her mistress will surely teach her how to behave like a human being all over again.

Wu Qi's internal organs, which had been throbbing with agony from his injuries, felt their pain instantly alleviated by those few words. Such magical potency remained a mystery to him even a very long time later.

Compared to the first page of cultivation techniques—the supreme sanctuary and major sect inheritances that could only be looked at but not touched—

The volcanic peak stood no higher than a hundred meters, but it was extremely steep and cluttered with jagged rocks, making the climb far from easy. Yet, the man in his forties traversed it as if walking on flat ground, darting up to the crater in mere minutes. In contrast, the young man in his twenties strained like an ox pulling a cart and crawled like a tortoise, expending a tremendous amount of effort before finally reaching the top.

Indeed, this thing was massive and powered by nuclear energy; it was hard not to draw attention.

The leader possessed a formidable physique, a purplish-red complexion, and a massive belly measuring at least three feet around. With a tiger's back, a bear's waist, and a face full of thick whiskers, he looked even more like a bandit than an actual bandit.