Volume 1, Chapter 42: The Emperor of Chu's Differential Treatment

Besides, Tianmo must learn to grow strong and independent. Otherwise, if he cannot even surpass me, what is the point of my role as his guardian?

Although the physical strength of this ghostly creature is exceptionally high, it surely has weaknesses. Heaven generally does not bestow all advantages upon a single species. While the Heavenly Dao may be unfair, more often than not, when it opens a window, it also closes a door.

No sooner had his attack been launched than the other young men struck as well. Just as the three Jade-Leaf Beasts were about to react, they suddenly discovered that vast murderous intent of a spiritual array was surging from the void around them, clearly having triggered some kind of lethal array.

However, Taibai Jinxing understood the Jade Emperor; as long as things were phrased optimistically and the Jade Emperor's pride was preserved, matters would be easy to handle.

Now, within this Blood Soul Holy Land, she had even laid down an ancient lethal array and deployed her family's ultimate trump cards, all for the sole purpose of causing her demise here.

Kang Fule, who had just searched for pictures online, wore a skeptical look. He tried searching for the name, but found nothing, so he tried searching for the Henrick Tank Regiment instead.

"You two watch this place and stay alert. Everyone else, follow me!" Rook led his men running over to take a look, only to discover a large hole in the floor of one of the rooms.

Many people were excitedly typing away in the chat channel, and some even used their phones to record the visual effects, planning to post them on the forum once Li Changlin ended his broadcast.

The only difference was that this man's figure was clearer and much more powerful, exuding an even more irresistible sense of oppression.

Most of the on-duty police officers in the Mutu police force had retreated to guard the headquarters. The rest either hid at home or fled back to their residences.

As for the Blood-Crested Toad, which once again suffered a slash from Liyang, the sea of blood on its crest spun like a flying blade, wreathed in lightning and carrying an aura of death as it slashed toward Liyang.

Lian Haiping certainly did not believe his nonsense. What enshrinement of divine tablets? You practitioners like worshiping ghosts, don't you? I am not a ghost, do you really need to enshrine me?

The person asking was Bai Qiu. Such a commotion was bound to alert the villagers to come and investigate—this was to be expected. Therefore, sensing their approach, Liyang and the others had stopped their healing process.

Meng Shan was momentarily stunned, but upon seeing the smile on Lu Ping's face, he let out a chuckle, having already formulated a plan in his mind.

Ling Jing gazed into the distance toward Cold Night, where Ling Jing, the Prince, had already died. Following his instructions, Mu Zihen had held a grand funeral for him.

If Fan Xuebing were to learn of Gu Lian's actions today at some point in the future, she would probably evaluate it in this manner.

Seeing Liyang take the initiative to meet the attack head-on, Su Fengxiao was greatly alarmed. He wanted to cry out in warning, but hesitated for a fleeting moment, and that brief hesitation was enough for Liyang to collide with the descending crimson light.

A cluster of green mist suddenly materialized, enshrouding the air. A roaring black fog whirled around the Phoenix, out of which two pitch-black bone claws extended like ghostly hooks.

Cui Jun had been distracted and agitated these past two days. Kathleen insisted on settling down in Laoag; otherwise, she refused to set a wedding date. He had no mood to manage the agency either, turning down several incoming business deals.

Cui Huai still had some wits about him. It turned out that earlier, the cavalry had dismounted to participate in the siege, and now the horses and the riders were three to four hundred meters apart, requiring them to charge back to mount their horses.

Abruptly noticing Chen Ying's strange expression, Pei Donglai was quite curious as to why she looked like that, but without dwelling on it, he leaped from the spot and made a direct dash for safety.

The Guru soldier scrambled up from the ground in a hurry, receiving the two broken pieces of scrap iron handed to him by the general as if they were priceless treasures. Since these were mementos left behind by the general—a divine being—they naturally deserved to be properly cherished.

The platoon leader standing behind was already dumbfounded. In just that fleeting moment, out of the more than twenty soldiers he had brought up, fifteen or sixteen had already become corpses, and the remaining few had scrambled and stumbled back in a desperate retreat. Letting out a roar, the platoon leader swung his long saber and charged forward.

Because Nalan Xuan knew of the engagement between Nalan Mingzhu and Pei Donglai, and knew that in Nalan Mingzhu's eyes Pei Donglai was not even worth trash, Nalan Mingzhu naturally would not help Pei Donglai under such circumstances. Hearing Nalan Mingzhu's words now, he was naturally filled with immense astonishment.

"Consider yourself sharp-eyed. Young master, can you leave his fatal blow to me?" Turning his head to look at the man in cyan, the latter merely nodded.

Unable to level up, they would certainly be extremely anxious, so they had gone to report to the high-level guild players on their side.

Xiao Yue could only dryly chuckle. He hadn't considered these matters before entering, nor had he brought any spare clothes with him. At this point, it was quite embarrassing.

At this moment, the 'Slayer' bore no resemblance to a machine at all; people would rather believe it was a superman.

Come in. Although the big guy was his sworn third brother and the other was an old personal guard, Gao Chong did not stop them from observing military etiquette. An army needed such good habits.

"How would I know? No name, no equipment appearance," Youji replied in confusion, while also beginning to guess the identity of that tiger-man player.

"I have some personal business; I won't trouble Team Leader Wang!" Ning Lan had no mood to dawdle with Wang Kai, grabbing her car keys and preparing to go downstairs.

Han Shengqi was not afraid of trouble either. After all, with his heaven-defying skill of Chess-Boxing, dealing with a table full of these people should pose no problem at all.

You also know that America was originally a British colony. In the supernatural realm back then, America was a 'sanctuary' established by Britain on the North American continent. Some extraordinary individuals who found it difficult to survive among ordinary folks eventually settled in North America, and there were also some supernatural criminals who ultimately fled there.