Forum Discussion After the Eighth Episode (Part 1)

Of course, she wouldn't be as impulsive as a spirit beast to the point of losing control. First, she cast a Gale Spell on herself, and seeing that her character attributes had indeed tripled, she brandished her sword and dashed towards the Ghost Mother. Night Chant only saw a flash of red before his eyes, and before he could reach out to pull her back, she was already locked in fierce combat with the Ghost Mother.

Damn it, I must be dreaming. I've become somewhat numb to seeing ghosts by now, but flowers turning into spirits? Who can I even reason with about this?

Ruoxi paid no mind to her bitter-faced brother. At this moment, she was no longer afraid of the withered bones lining the path and ran off to frolic with the Rose Heart that had been teasing her just a moment ago.

The survivors were left utterly speechless by this devastating offensive magic spell. Although not every player across the entire server had come to participate in this contest for supremacy, there had easily been tens of thousands gathered here, yet one-third of them were wiped out in an instant—do you have any idea what kind of concept that is?

Then, both unleashed their divine treasures simultaneously. The Mountain and River State Diagram countered the Jade Purity Divine Banner, the Red Hydrangea blocked the Primordial Heavenly Decree, and the remaining two powerhouses engaged in intense close-quarters combat.

What remained unfinished in the living room was gradually brought to a simmering, perfectly fulfilled conclusion at this very moment.

This person also possessed mystical abilities akin to Heavenly Wind. Driven to no alternative, he preferred worsening his injuries over attempting to flee.

However, talking to him seemed completely pointless. With this much time to spare, it would be better to search for clues first.

Zhun Ti felt an overwhelming sense of unwillingness. This was a powerhouse he had painstakingly converted through immense effort, possessing the mighty cultivation of a peak quasi-sage, holding immense influence within Buddhism, and occupying none other than the throne of the Tathagata, standing on equal footing with Duobao.

"Understood." Although Shuli knew there was no absolute necessity for it, he had no intention of going against Li Mu's wishes. Moreover, he was genuinely curious about how Xue Lengyu would treat her ex-husband Murong Haoxuan behind closed doors, so he quietly departed as well.

Ruotang had already stood up, taking a moment to glance sideways at Imperial Consort Shu, whose expression was laden with grief and sorrow, her eyes blurred with tears.

Hearing the sound of Qin Aaotian returning to the room, every nerve in her body grew tense. Last night, she had been immobilized by his acupoint-sealing technique, leaving her completely oblivious to everything—what about tonight? Would he force her to consummate their marriage tonight? If that really happened, how should Gu Nianxi deal with him?

I felt somewhat dazed, feeling that everything was too perfect to seem real. As for the store clerk's talk of such profound love, I felt a bit detached from it all. By what right did I deserve to be loved by him with such blazing intensity?

An Yujing frowned. In truth, her heart had already been uneasy, and now, hearing Consort Xun single her out like this, the more she thought about it, the more bizarre it felt.

Seeing Han Shangyang ingratiatingly call her "older sister," Han Shangyang found it hard to throw another tantrum. She could only pull a long face and hastily finish her lunch.

It was not until she was seated inside the aircraft cabin that Lu Zhanyan finally breathed a sigh of relief. The moment she relaxed, the soreness in her body came flooding back.

"Alright, stop urging me! Hasn't someone already gone out to welcome the bride? This crown prince will change clothes right now, all of you get out!" Qin Aaotian snapped impatiently, coldly issuing an order to evict the guests.

Her heart pounded violently. Qin Aaotian was genuinely worried that the slightest deviation in this plan would cost Nianxi her life.

When in Rome, do as the Romans do. Since leaving this place was impossible for the time being, she might as well study the methods of the old man from earlier. Before long, Chen Feng blended into the realm created by the elderly man, feeling as though he himself had become a part of the valley.

For the sake of the Four Directions Clan, he had no choice but to endure this in silence for the time being. Suppressing the fury burning in his chest, Old Xiao forced a smile and said to Nangong Xiang'er, "Why must a young lady like you keep picking on an insignificant ant like me? You are a lofty transcender of the void—doesn't acting this way beneath your dignity?"

Wars require bloodshed, but if people die merely for themselves or for wealth, it is not enough to make anyone face the terror of war. Only when they die for the millions of clansmen before their eyes does their death become grand and imbued with profound meaning.

Taking advantage of Li Siye's momentary daze, Shan Xiongxin landed a strike with his spear, drawing blood. The long spear pierced through his left waist, and blood poured out profusely like a fountain.

They were the previous generation's four great champions of the Alliance; back in their era, no dark forces dared to run amok to such a degree.

"I've cleaned it up, it's very clean, you can totally sit down." He blinked, wearing a cunning smile.

You Ziyong sighed. To put it bluntly, a impoverished couple finds sorrow in every hundred days, and when a household lacks harmony, nothing will ever prosper.

He had expected something bizarre to happen, but in reality, absolutely nothing occurred.

Right at this moment, the two sides clashed once again. Ling Zuotian didn't care about the rest; to ensure he wouldn't be struck by firearms, he exchanged points for several grenades.

"Your root of wisdom is profound, yet you have plunged too deeply into the mortal world, becoming obscured by dust. This master hopes that one day, your spiritual platform will clear, and you will attain enlightenment of Zen." The old monk shook his cassock, lifted his iron pestle, and stood before the young monk.

Feron had heard of angels falling into fallen angels, of angels being demonized into demonic angels, or being vampirized into angelic vampires, but an angel who had mastered teleportation magic was something he was seeing for the very first time.

Clatter and chime, the furnace fire inside the straw shed burned fiercely for the better part of the night. During the process, Lin Feng could feel a rich and powerful mental energy radiating from Xieli.

Wu Yan unleashed his full strength the moment he made a move, executing a martial art technique. He knew there was only one chance: seize it and succeed, fail to grasp it and be defeated.

Sherlock's damage output was already high, and now paired with two teammates whose output was no lower than his own, the efficiency of the three cooperating to farm monsters was off the charts. His level successfully rose to 18, granting him another free attribute point.

The moment she hit the ground, Alice clutched her throat in a fit of violent coughing, followed immediately by a continuous stream of unmentionable curses spilling from her sexy red lips.

Xiao Pojun and Zhan Yu both fixed their gazes straight on Su Yu, their bodies brimming with fighting spirit. Although these geniuses from various dynasties possessed formidable strength, it was not enough to make them back down. Today, they would fight side by side with Su Yu to restore a clear and righteous cosmos.