65 Psychotherapy

Leaping into the air, his body suspended in the void, a cold flash erupted from the Wind Demon Sword in his hand. In an instant, countless phantoms flickered, and within a radius of more than ten meters around Ye Cheng on the wide street, the entire space was transformed into the sword domain of the Celestial Immortality.

"Those two books are both in the fantasy genre, and I couldn't really get into the opening chapters. That's why I searched for an urban novel to read instead..." Liu Qingyan said with a slight smile.

At this moment, however, Brother Leopard came marching over angrily with his men. It seemed he intended to give Han Guang a beating.

"This is the jade pendant I mentioned just now. How is it? It meets your requirements, doesn't it?" asked Muruan Sheng with a broad smile, watching Zhang Tianci eagerly pick up the pendant to examine it. Yet, the eyes hidden behind his glasses gleamed sharply, fixing intently on every single movement of Zhang Tianci.

A stream of bloody mist spewed forth alongside the momentum of the sword. The inner robe, already stained crimson with blood, could no longer withstand the ravages of the sword qi and burst into flying shreds, while Wei Yan was sent heavily crashing to the ground by the force of that single strike.

Yin Zhaotian walked directly toward the place where Bingyun and the others were located. Due to their status, the two of them were also included in this expedition.

Although it couldn't be said that the monitor was wrong, using the bond between a husband and wife to describe romantic love still felt rather peculiar.

As for the three clones of the giant ape, after the main body retreated flying through the air, they successively pounced toward Yifeng, only to be swept away and forced back all at once by Yifeng wielding the Heaven-Slaying Sword in a horizontal slash. The boundless primordial sword radiance bursting forth from the Heaven-Slaying Sword nearly cleaved all three clones directly in half.

One had to admit that the charlatan's words truly conveyed the air of a transcendent master outside the mortal realm. His modulation and cadence were grasped to absolute perfection, and as he spoke, the atmosphere instantly grew solemn. It forced both Xiahou and Xiaxun to involuntarily and secretly reassess the charlatan's true identity once again.

Beside the wooden table where only Xu Chaoke remained, a young man appeared out of nowhere. He began to tidy up the table of his own accord.

As this scene fell into the eyes of Yuan Puyi, a flash of astonishment crossed his expression. His Eight Directions Seal Gate was something that even those in the Realm of the Battle Sovereign could not withstand.

Has Chen Che gone mad? A thought flashed through everyone's minds. Looking at Chen Che's abnormal behavior, they did not know what to do.

Though it seemed like a completely ordinary sparring match, it actually held extraordinary significance for Yun Xian.

The complexions of the other three were also shifting between shades of light and shadow, filled with a mixture of fear and resentment. The four of them clustered together at that moment, their eyes scanning restlessly around their surroundings.

Passing right by those people whose faces were etched with terror, Zhong Yu did not even pause his steps for a fraction of a second. Ignoring their pleading gazes as if they didn't exist, he hurried straight toward the western courtyard.

"Commander Yang, if enemies are truly attacking, why don't we flee to Datong at once? There is a large garrison stationed there, and surely these rebel troops wouldn't dare to pursue us." Tang He was filled with intense nervousness at this point; although he held the rank of a thousand-man commander, he had never actually set foot on a real battlefield.

It seemed he needed to find an opportunity to look for things like spiritual liquids, which had aided his cultivation in his previous life.

The method Shangguan Yunxiao thought of was to use his Devouring Battle Soul to completely devour the glazed energy shrouding the grand array. Although this idea sounded somewhat delirious, given his deep understanding of his own Devouring Battle Soul, Shangguan Yunxiao trusted that it was capable of achieving it.

Yet just as Kong Long finished speaking, the expressions of Kong Youde and the others changed drastically. A sound akin to rumbling thunder rolled from the mountain valley, and even though they were miles apart, they could feel the entire earth trembling beneath them.

Their spiritual energy was more than half consumed in an instant, and the intertwining blue and red hues made the space where the three of them stood terrifyingly oppressive.

Ye Ling smiled, and Meng Yiying smiled as well. Only the black crocodile frowned, unable to understand why the other party could still manage to smile at a time like this.

Although they were a newly formed team, HOLD's performances over recent days had already attracted the attention of many corporations. Their sharp playstyle, daring-to-fight attitude, and Qi Feng's own tactical deployment had all left a deep impression on the players.

"Gaia, you cannot dodge this! This force will destroy the Mountain Range of Magical Beasts!!" Fezer immediately warned Gaia. Battles between divine beings could shatter the heavens and destroy the earth, and since they were currently fighting a thousand meters above the Eden Continent, the collateral damage of their power would be terrifyingly catastrophic.

"Spit the red dragon pearl out right now, or I'll cut it out myself!!" Suoluo glared and threatened.

Compared to the Qing army, these casualties were not particularly heavy, but this was the most devastating loss the Imperial Guards had suffered since their formation, save for the Battle of Matouzhuang. Once the joy of victory faded, a lingering sorrow drifted through the military camp.

"Moon God is awesome!" Gathering at the Internet cafe was the first to chime in, making no effort to conceal his adoration for Qu Bo.

Old Tian gave an awkward laugh: "Right, right, right, how could it be something you transformed into? That would make you the Monkey King with his seventy-two transformations." Seeing the toad, Old Tian's confidence in me surged immensely. He grinned incessantly, unable to close his mouth from joy.

It was the Demon Emperor's grand wedding, and the entire nation celebrated. The entire primordial forest was filled with a festive atmosphere, and all prisoners of the demon race were released without charges.

Han Shi was their steward, and he often drove Yu Qiuling to the taekwondo studio, so he certainly knew the studio's address.

Stepping closer step by step to the young man in the center—whose eyes were filled with bewilderment yet instinctively assumed a defensive posture out of habit—Kong Zhongsi turned his wrist in the air, gesturing through several potential striking positions with his hand before finally shaking his head.

"You!" Eric was instantly provoked. Lunging forward a step, he reached out to grab Shen's collar.

Until the interrogation concluded and the officials were dragged back to their cells one by one, the Black-Clothed Guards remained standing there, watching Feng Hua unblinkingly.

Her eyes were filled with astonishment. What did this mean? Why had things turned out this way?

"Realized you're a hindsight visionary now? Weren't you quite enthusiastic just before?" Tong Bi'an continued to pour cold water on him.

A cold gale slammed into him like a solid wall. Tong Suyuan reflexively raised his hands to protect his head, tumbled through the air a few times, and crashed face-down heavily into a pile of stones.

Huo Qifeng sensed that the atmosphere was somewhat bizarre and looked around... only to find that everyone had been petrified.