Volume 1, Chapter 34: A Bizarre Pairing

In the distance, Feng Shaojie joined the cavalry battalion with over a thousand infantrymen ready for battle. The cavalry had been on the move all night; not only were the men exhausted, but the warhorses were also worn to the bone.

Yu Longjian suddenly froze, ceasing his advance as he felt a powerful shockwave surge toward Yang Yan. A stream of blood spilled from the corner of Yang Yan’s mouth; his face turned deathly pale, and he stumbled back in astonishment.

"Hmph!" Wood flicked his sleeves in fury and moved toward Puente. In a few swift motions, he reached Puente’s side, hurriedly retrieved a black pill from his spatial ring, and thrust it into his mouth. Within moments, the bleeding from the wound in his abdomen ceased.

"You... you!" Watching his men being slaughtered, the bearded man glared in rage. Under normal circumstances, he would not have feared Wang Yan, but as he had not yet recovered even half of his strength, he dared not act recklessly.

What an incredible man! No, he should be called a boy—with clear eyes and a hearty, charming smile, he hardly seemed like a villain.

What were they doing? They were waiting—waiting for someone to take the first risk. They all wanted to gauge the true strength of Duravio before making their next move. If he had indeed broken through to the tenth level, the two-level gap would be enough to make them abandon all covetous thoughts toward the throne of the guild leader.

This was a lawsuit that Qin Wanyi and Gu Jiangzhou were destined to win, yet to everyone’s surprise, Qin Tai managed to completely clear himself of the charge of kidnapping Qin Wanyi in the midst of this earth-shattering trial.

The men in black were naturally hesitant to agree so easily; if Long Yu decided to silence them, it would be too late to even cry.

This put Zhong Hou in a terrible bind. Every idea he proposed was flatly rejected by Sun Linlin, leaving him wondering what he should suggest instead.

The world was now little different from the ancient era. Almost everyone had been granted spiritual roots for cultivation by the immensely powerful Chaotic Green Lotus, and nearly everyone possessed the qualifications to become a practitioner.

Chen Lixin charged directly toward the stage and, with a powerful leap, vaulted onto the five-meter-high platform.

This time, the mist did not cover Qin Shiyu’s entire head, but only the areas where he had hair. Furthermore, the color was not golden, but dark.

Yuan Lang recruited on the spot, selecting three thousand infantrymen from twenty-seven thousand men. They gathered an assortment of weapons and prepared identifying shoulder patches; just like that, Yuan Lang’s battalion was formed, with Ma Jin and Ma Qiang serving as his lieutenants.

Next, the Seventh Princess brought a loom from the courtyard into the house and began to weave with practiced skill.

A deafening roar erupted, shaking the heavens. The Saint Elephant of the Distant Sect represented the physical body and true form of the Old Ancestor of the Nine Li in this lifetime; its destruction would require at least three lifetimes to recover!

The soldier was not a man without emotions, but he was someone who did not know how to express them.

The Tianxia Society had sent all their elites this time, so their equipment was naturally top-tier. Even the lowest-ranking members wore level-five sets from the Misty Forest, while some individuals were decked out in incredibly ornate level-ten gear.

At that moment, Long Ying’s figure flickered, and in the blink of an eye, he transformed into an imposing middle-aged man clad in black dragon-scale armor, his long black hair draped over his shoulders, with a dragon clan mark branded in the center of his forehead.

Since the Venerable had not yet spoken, the group forced themselves to swallow their resentment, glaring daggers at the four people ahead.

Yet, the incidents reported had to be handled with urgency; any delay could potentially trigger a catastrophe.

Xia Hou’an did not know what kind of madness had taken hold of Niu, but it was for the best—it gave him a chance to break out amidst the chaos.

Xu Mu stared intently at the embroidery, his heart shaken and full of disbelief: "How is it possible? I never told her the pattern; how could she embroider it so vividly and accurately?"

First came the hero-banning phase. Ye Ziming casually banned Demacia, while Beng also casually banned Master Yi. Both acted with indifference, seemingly confident in their own skills.

After scolding Lan’er, he turned his anger toward him, even threatening him with death. He looked at the servants with a sense of embarrassment.

At this moment, Lu Wu sneered. With a slight squeeze of his hand on the shoulder of the Three Saints Sect disciple, the man let out a cry of pain.

As the two were locked in a fierce verbal exchange, Yin Tiancheng stood to the side, his eyes wide and devoid of any spirit.

Master Lin was so enraged by Concubine Rong’s initiative to go to the magistrate’s office to beat the drum and betray him that he brutally abused her.

However, An Huashi still refused to yield. After all, the terrifying entity within Ye Lingfu’s body was beyond his comprehension, and acting rashly would only lead him into a trap.

Upon returning home and telling his family, "I am a consort now! I am a consort!" his family didn't believe him at first. But when Zhongli Wuyan produced the token, they had no choice but to believe.

She could not bring herself to be heartless toward Lin Yuxiu, who treated her like a gentle older sister, and she truly could not bring herself to show a hostile face.

After two loud booms, cracks appeared on the wall. Yun Ling struck the stones with a magical tool, causing them to crumble down in a shower of debris.

With three bans aimed at the bottom lane, it was clear that Steak was extremely wary of the opponent’s AD player; the most important three starting bans were all used against the opposing duo.

Tian Yong spoke directly: "We have not committed any illegal or immoral acts. As long as we can maintain this, we will surely not break our vows or go against our intentions."

Standing mid-air at the bottom of the river, he stared fixedly at the rope in A-Da’s hand, his eyes filled with fierce, irrational malice. Without a word, he shot through the water like an arrow, reaching out to grab the rope.

Since he didn't have to play, watching the match was like watching two idiots peck at each other—it was incredibly boring. With nothing else to do, he sat by the water cooler and watched comedy anime just to get a laugh.

In a certain moment, he suddenly had the thought that if Ling’er loved Ye Ruzhan, he could reluctantly accept it.

He looked around; the headless corpse of Fitusu remained motionless where it lay, and there were no other anomalies in the vicinity. He scanned the area once more, and only after confirming no one else was there did he walk out with peace of mind.

But this gentleness was only relative to the cruelty of other demon clans; the inherent characteristics of a demon still remained.

He unfolded the power of nine supreme Great Daos. Nearby, marks of the Great Dao opened one after another, as if in response to Chu Xuan, all surging toward the place of gestation.

After all, Lin Xiao was truly a presence they could not afford to provoke; even the slightest sign of disrespect could invite a nightmare upon themselves.

Fortunately, China had produced a Cang Ming back in the day. He defeated the arrogant Giyamoto Zang, causing the Japanese plot to suppress Chinese martial arts to fail, and furthermore, kept Giyamoto Zang from daring to step foot in China for decades.