Volume 1, Chapter 32: The Young Matron Junior’s Sole Benefactor

The referee frowned but made no move. Naturally, he was familiar with Long Yi’s opponent, though he had never witnessed his abilities firsthand. At this moment, was he truly dead?

Upon seeing Chu Yuan enter, Luo Shiqi and Yu Zhoufu shot him fierce glares. Chu Yuan pretended not to notice their expressions and merely greeted the elder.

Just a glance was enough for Jiang Yi to immediately sense the unease of these cultivators, for a thick aura of killing intent radiated from them.

Wei Changfeng hurried forward to find several soldiers waving swords and shouting chaotically, their faces pale as they slowly retreated. He parted the group and was about to step forward but suddenly halted.

After lunch, Wei Changfeng resumed his patrol of the western city, planning to circle northward before returning to camp for rest. Turning a corner, a foul stench suddenly assaulted his nostrils, so repugnant it made him cough violently. The accompanying soldiers covered their noses and retreated.

"Hehe, if you were my sister, I’d swear to massacre the entire prison to get you out." Though Su Chenyang spoke with a smile, none doubted the sincerity of his words. A blush rose on Binglan’s face, stirring an inexplicable feeling within her.

Suddenly, He Yu appeared before him, releasing a sword light from his own silver-white longsword.

It had been a long time since Ling Changfeng used this move. Due to its devastating power and immense energy consumption, it was a trump card he rarely employed.

Upon hearing this, the gazes directed at the man brimmed with admiration. Knowing such secrets indicated his relatives held considerable influence within the Yin clan. To have ties with the Yin clan was already a great fortune; those privy to its mysteries were undoubtedly powerful figures.

Li Qingmu’s threat to Qianzi was meant for Zhi Liu’s eyes. If it failed to intimidate her, how could her loyalty be secured?

She recalled the day she married, the gilded sedan chair painted red, parading around the imperial city for a full circuit.

The door was first pushed open by Shen Zhiqiu, who led the way. The first thing Ye Zhichen saw was Lan Lan cradled in Shen Zhiqiu’s arms.

Although the terror crow’s expression was puzzled, it obeyed Elder An unconditionally and returned to its rookery. The purple light sphere no longer contained Lou Yi’s figure, and the tremors affecting the entire terror crow tribe’s territory vanished.

The moment Lan Ruhao opened his door and saw her, his gaze fixed on Lan Xianshu like a spotlight on stage.

But Tu Jiu held the lives of Bailin and Huang Shang in his grasp, along with the forces of the entire Gathering Immortal City, firmly believing he was invincible.

No matter what, the Shura soul, having lived thousands of years, was far stronger mentally than this inexperienced youth.

One could hear the sound of it devouring; a life once vibrant moments ago instantly turned into a corpse on the ground. They were discarded like trash, while the tentacles actively sought out the living to prey upon.

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