Volume 1, Chapter 53: Overbearing Toxin

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The most tragic part is that, according to Baxia, all the blind searches conducted by the Dao Lords would yield absolutely no results whatsoever.
No one believed that Tang Yi's strength could reach such an astonishing level in a mere three days. Therefore, people chimed in one after another, dismissing Tang Yi's strength as mere coincidence, or suspecting that Tang Mingtian had intentionally conceded to him.
Subsequently, Chu Yan exchanged a few words with Zhan Tian and Situ Yang. After briefly inquiring about information concerning the Heaven-Worshiping Altar, the three of them sat cross-legged and began making their respective preparations.
That makes sense, though. Even if Tianmo knew what it was, the Young Master's Token would likely restrict him from spreading the word, right?
Crippled. Both of Wei Xiang's legs and hands were completely crippled. He rolled on the ground in agony, his miserable shrieks extremely shrill, his face a mask of shock and despair, accompanied by an unconcealable malice and hatred.
Just then, Tianmo Yu finished his preparations and slowly opened his eyes, an archaic aura emanating from his body.
Tianmo had been utterly exhausted earlier, so he had no choice but to close his eyes for a short while. And then, he found himself tossed into—uh, why was it pitch black all around?
I listened carefully and felt that one detail conflicted with what Flower Monkey had said earlier. On the other hand, everyone else seemed to completely believe Liu Qiang. Perhaps these ancient figures truly appeared as living people in their eyes, which was why they didn't pay attention to such minute details like I did.
If he were to use this section of the dragon whip, he could perhaps upgrade his arsenal from a slingshot to a cannon—no, from a cannon to a nuclear bomb.
One could easily imagine that once Taibai Jinxing became enlightened, the entire Heavenly Court would become even more vibrant and colorful.
Looking closely, he saw that the rat had been severed at the waist; Hua Yunyu was nowhere to be found, but a streak of blood was smeared across the window lattice.
Cheng Lingzhi felt a sudden wave of dizziness, as if the heavens and earth were spinning, and then she lost consciousness.
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"Shishi, do you really not remember me?" Tie Cheng wore a look of sorrow, his voice carrying an undeniable sense of reluctance to let go.
"Regardless of what is inside, we have to go in." Zhou Qijin suddenly became proactive, looking around the door as if searching for a mechanism.
At a glance, it was that messy, tattered robe, with stubble still lingering on his emaciated face. Who else could it be but Mi Heng?
Although he did not know what method had been used, under the circumstances where Bai Changwu's legs were injured to that extent and in such an environment, he still managed to preserve most of the meridians intact. This word of "thanks" was something he fully deserved.
The winding mountain trail meandered downward beneath their feet; this was the path down the mountain. However, Xie Bi seemed to have panicked and lost his way, actually stepping onto a chaotic, overgrown rocky ridge.
He had originally come to assassinate Xie Yeshu, but he never expected that Xie Yeshu was actually named Shu Ye, and had even become his grandfather. What he anticipated even less was that his grandfather, Shu Ye, would be poisoned and killed by Snow-Covered World.
Qi Xuanjing's alchemy techniques were naturally unprecedented to Daoist Longqiang. This alchemy session alone took a full three days, resulting in merely twenty pills. Qi Xuanjing intentionally caused the cauldron to explode a few times, but Daoist Longqiang harbored not the slightest suspicion, as supreme-grade medicinal pills were indeed extremely difficult to refine.
Zhu Yingying was not nearly as optimistic as Shuixiu. Ever since her grandfather's death, she, a Princess, lived a life of complete insignificance, with no one caring about her month after month. Had it not been for the protection of her grandfather and her royal father, she might have perished somewhere long ago.
Given Qin Chuan's current state, he might not be heavily injured, but he would definitely receive a severe thrashing from Zhao Tianxiong.
With Moyan's sharp wit, she naturally understood what kind of impact her actions would bring, yet she did not deliberately explain herself. Just like that, Hua Tian and his party arrived five hundred miles west of Qingxi Village, near the rendezvous point Hua Tian had agreed upon with the immortal lord's specter.
They could even see the tip of the axe blade touching the palm of his hand, yet it seemed incapable of leaving even a single trace of blood?
Luo Zhen tilted his head back to look at the sky. He could only see a figure in black robes using some unknown technique to draw well water up into the heavens, yet he had no idea what the purpose of this action was.
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Dian Meng's body trembled. Suddenly, as if hearing a voice, he muttered softly, the look in his divine eyes gradually returning to clarity. With a sudden gush, he spewed a mouthful of dark, inverted blood, and there was not a trace of turbidity left in his gaze.
Even Old Ling was left speechless. In the thick of battlefield slaughter, who played games like this? You were about to butcher the other person, yet you wouldn't even allow them a moment of fierce defiance.
When they reached the grand hall, Chen易 immediately felt a gaze land upon him. He had a strange sensation, as if every secret of his body was being viewed completely bare by the other party. This feeling was extremely bizarre, and when he raised his head, he finally saw the person seated high within the grand hall.
Hua Tian nodded. Vast as the world was, aside from cultivators, if a mortal wished to journey from the Eastern Continent to the Fengchi Kingdom of the Southern Continent, the trip would likely take several years along the way.
And growing at extreme speed within just a few days, the 'God' that had absorbed the seed of miracle recovered and completed this fragmented part of its personality. Along with it, this information body containing rich emotions was also repaired, which plunged the 'God' into a very contradictory state.
Meanwhile, the phantoms of the five deities rushing into the heavens also appeared in the deepest part of the sea of lightning. The five deities flashed with five colors: gold, green, blue, red, and yellow. Those were the leaping powers of the Five Elements, and boundless terrifying divine power surged forth, leaving the sea of lightning with no capacity to care about Qin Chuan down below.
Huang Bingfeng and Guichie were partners of many years, and naturally understood the meaning behind Guichie's words, discarding their usual casual, playful attitude.
With a loud crash, accompanied by Chouchou's miserable howl, it was whipped by the bone whip and slammed into the stellar dome barrier, causing violent tremors to ripple across the barrier.
Inside the ancestral temple, Emperor Jianning had to bathe and abstain from meat for three days. Setting off from the ancestral temple in the early morning of April 21st, he arrived at the altar seven quarters before sunrise to perform the heaven-worshiping ceremony.
Wukong entered demonic corruption, and Qingcheng stepped forward to stop this catastrophe. She bravely stepped up to persuade Wukong, yet the heavens itself grew sorrowful. Wukong killed Qingcheng with his own hands, the fairy slowly collapsing into Wukong's embrace without blaming him in the least, because she knew Wukong was everything she loved.
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