Chapter 59 Side Story

"If you tell me, I'll save your friend!" Simon felt he had to get to the bottom of this; otherwise, who knew if something like this would happen again? As for Bear Two's condition, it was likely caused by his own punch driving fire elemental energy straight into Bear Two's body.

Charging forward with the Universe Stone in his grasp, Ji Mo flashed with purple lightning and appeared right before the Eighth Prince. Wielding the golden millstone with fierce momentum, he slammed it heavily onto the Eighth Prince's massive dragon head. Scales shattered into pieces, and the area struck by the Universe Stone became a bloody, mangled mess. The Eighth Prince's gigantic body crashed directly to the ground, roaring in agony.

At these words, not only the gifted disciples but even the ordinary members of the Liu family present were struck with utter dismay.

Even as the Senior Brother's blade cut across his hand and his kicks landed squarely on his body, he did not feel a shred of pain.

Yanchen hurriedly administered grade-eight healing pills to them while channeling his spiritual and mental energy to stabilize their soul bodies.

Seeing Mr. Mo insist, Mrs. Mo's heart softened, and she was about to let him apply the patch when his phone rang with a text message. Casually glancing at the screen, he was so startled that he dropped his phone onto the floor.

The Thousand-Phantom Demon Venerable only offered a brief reminder without dwelling on it, leading the fleet directly toward the Northern Continent.

Watching Ye Luo thrust forward with his sword, Beichen Feng raised the Totsuka-no-Tsurugi in his hand and blocked the strike, producing a piercing, harsh sound.

His hands shot out like lightning, one of them locking firmly onto the Phoenix Emperor's wrist to halt any further advance. At the same time, the profound energy within his body erupted violently to fend off the invading force, while his other hand lashed out fiercely toward the Phoenix Emperor's head.

Xue Ming had not originally planned to concern himself with whether Zhao Fa lived or died. Setting aside the fact that he had no connection to Zhao Fa whatsoever, looking at the matter objectively, Zhao Fa—in his capacity as the Commander of the Palace Guard—could hardly shirk responsibility for the dozens of assassins armed with heavy crossbows who had ambushed him on the Imperial Street that very night.

Having listened to Dai Li, Wang Puchen silently marveled at the brilliance of Dai Li's strategy—using barbarians to control barbarians was indeed a novel and ingenious approach. He nodded solemnly, and Dai Li smiled faintly, put the photograph away, and looked at Wang Puchen.

Therefore, while in Stockholm, he had secretly hinted to Carpus that he hoped to meet the prince again and engage in a more in-depth conversation.

"I don't know. I heard he's a wealthy tycoon and not a local," Xu Chen replied, shaking his head.

One by one, Park Jae-yong, Baek Ma-jun, Kim Hak-jun, and Ahn Jae-seok walked onto the stage. As expected by all the TL fans, the cheers from the audience were loudest when Baek Ma-jun stepped up.

Old Zhang's Country Style Restaurant was a newly opened eatery in Tuxiang Town. Since Old Zhang had an older brother serving as the deputy town mayor, his business was doing quite well.

In this world, longevity was never the real issue. The crucial point was that even with a vast lifespan, once a person was killed, that immense span of time instantly vanished into nothingness.

People who go out wearing large dark sunglasses mostly do so to conceal their true appearance and prevent others from recognizing their real identities. Cao Yue and Zheng Han both understood this principle. They, too, were each wearing a pair of large-framed glasses, still harboring lingering fear from the terrifying ordeal earlier when they had attracted so much unwanted attention.

"Indeed. At that time, an intense desire for survival caused her to enter a rampage state for the very first time. Yet even so, it was still not enough to break through the encirclement of the Treasure-Seeking Rats."

Panicking and rushing to put on their clothes, unable to even spare time for a wash, hastily donning their military caps, the two arrived at the training ground. Looking at the grim and stern figures of Xiao Shan and Xie Tian, the playful and breezy attitude of the previous day had vanished entirely. The expressions of the two instructors were like dark clouds hanging over the sky, heavy and murky, revealing no emotion whatsoever.

In the blink of an eye, the place became completely desolate and empty, leaving only the solitary figure of a youth standing quietly, surrounded by blood and corpses.

"I've already eaten. When will you have some time, Master?" Senior Brother Pang rubbed his hands together and asked.

In truth, the three of them had nothing to pack; they merely wanted to send the old fellow away so the three of them could discuss a countermeasure.

The three instructors looked at each other in bewilderment. Their lines had been stolen—wasn't it supposed to be them asking, "So-and-so, are you ready? If you're ready, you may begin"?

Naturally, the braised dishes she intended to make would certainly not be the kind the original owner used to make; the flavor would undoubtedly be far superior.

"Boom!" The four burly men collided with one another, unleashing a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering roar, and the shockwave forced everyone present to take a step back.

The Tianwen team, which had retreated far away, was suddenly blown this way and that by a fierce gust of wind. The opposing Kings in the distance stood firm like two towering mountains, their churning battle qi and spiritual energy tearing deep gouges into the boulders. The sky, which had been clear and cloudless just a moment before, was instantly blotted out by dark clouds as lightning rolled across the heavens.

Aside from that, today's estate seemed exceptionally lively. Luxury cars lined the outside of the Jiang family residence like fallen rain, and some guests arrived by helicopter just like Lin Bai and his companions, creating a magnificent and grand spectacle.

"Oh, right, Senior Brother Su! I have a spiritual energy refinement technique used to maintain the puppet-controlling connection. I figured it out myself, and as a token of my gratitude, I'll give this technique to Senior Brother Su!" Wang Honggang said gratefully, reaching out to hand over a thin sheet of paper.

Mason clenched his fists tightly, glaring at Dr. Ferro. If he sought revenge, the world would blame him and Russ. Blame him—that didn't matter. But blaming Russ was something he felt he could not allow.

Among the second generation of the Luo family, Ye Chen had only three uncles. The eldest, Luo Tianze, was the head of the Luo family and followed the administrative path; the second, Luo Tianfang, engaged in business abroad; and the third, Luo Tianjie, was a once-in-a-century martial arts prodigy produced by the Luo family.

That force was simply too immense for the stone to withstand; it shattered against the Demon-Slaying Sword, which in turn slammed into the stone's chest.

Ye Zhirong said softly, and Ye Tian immediately followed his instructions, slowing and softening his breathing.

Young Master Jun had no idea that Jun Shaoliang, whom he had been missing all this time, was fleeing for his life everywhere. To preserve his life, Jun Shaoliang ultimately found a place to bury the pouch he valued as much as his own life, while also taking a bottle of medicine. He had no idea what kind of medicine it was, but anything kept inside a cultivation cave dwelling had to be good medicine.

"I figured it out through divination—I calculated it." Stone chuckled foolishly, then walked outside.