Chapter 25

In truth, the Ancestor of Five Hatreds had long since discovered Tian Sheng entering the formation, but he was currently occupied with directing the spirits of ten thousand demons in a desperate struggle against Tang Xuanzang and could not spare the effort to intervene, leaving him to fret in vain.

Liang Tianyun turned and spun, his long blue sword tracing a gorgeous arc of light. Zai Yuan, his pupils flashing with violet light, leaped up just as a wide, circular slash of sword energy swept across the area.

Qi Qi flickered into view outside the Seven Profound Smoke Gauze. Lifting her jade-green sleeves slightly, she first unleashed a cyan sword aura to shield her body, then parted her lips to exhale a red orb the size of a chicken egg. It expanded in mid-air, emitting ten thousand rays of red light, and followed behind the jade-red crystal glow to strike at the ten poisonous suns.

Later, the war between humanity and the Interstellar Alliance erupted in full. Humans used psychic attacks against the alliance’s warships, preventing them from coming within a step of Earth; no matter how many came, they were decimated.

Miao Du realized the situation was dire and struck his own crown. A flash of red light revealed two ethereal figures escaping upward—the spirits of Shang Cheng and Zhu Xi, which Miao Du had previously stolen. Miao Du immediately employed a fetal breathing technique from his sword arts, instantly shedding all signs of life.

If not for the fact that Avril was waiting for them at the office in the capital, Mo Ling would have insisted on staying to play for a few more days. However, Lei Zhan promised her that once he had arranged matters with Avril and the company, he would bring her back to play whenever she liked. The feeling was as simple as opening a door to walk from a room into a courtyard.

I knew other names in this game: Thor, Macbeth, Tyrannosaurus, Olypado, An Ran—no, those were players' names. Perhaps this bull-headed monster preferred monsters.

I used an honorific when addressing the Tyrannosaurus Guild, hoping to soften the tone of my voice.

Hua Weiluo couldn't help but shudder. His warm lips brushed slowly against the softness of her chest, sending a current of electricity surging through her entire body.

"I'm not joking; I really haven't eaten. It's your treat!" The valet parked the car at the hotel entrance and respectfully handed the keys to Yan Bei.

Her beautiful eyes swept across the vast room, but there was no one else there. Since no one had called her name, it could only be... a ghost.

"Since you're here to talk business with the President, why are you telling me?" Su Jing rolled her eyes at him and continued applying her nail polish.

Qiu Ling'ao usually paid no attention to luxury goods, and the suits she wore here were all prepared by Shang Xufeng; she hadn't given them a second thought.

"Duke Ping, what do you have to say?" The Emperor remained silent for a moment before asking the Duke, who had not yet spoken.

At this moment, the family resembled an ordinary household of three, with happiness and warmth permeating the air.

His subordinates had all been arranged to wait in another room, leaving them to sit and talk alone.

The Venerable One spoke of the past, his youthful ambitions, and the great achievements he had built, sighing softly as he reminisced.

It was easy to guess: one was for the glory of his remaining years, the other for the throne she had missed.

"Wiping out the Ancient Earth Clan—wouldn't that be too... cruel?" Although Lan Feng had killed many, he found it difficult to commit genocide.

Xuan'er was moved to tears. She started to kneel, but Ling Changfeng caught her shoulders with his powerful hands, preventing her from doing so. Tears of gratitude streamed down her face.

He showed little respect, pushing the door open abruptly. He stood at the threshold, watching the interior with a detached gaze, making no move to enter.

The other party frowned. Who was this fat man? Was he making such gestures specifically to provoke a conflict?

Days at sea were always monotonous and boring. Before he knew it, more than ten days had passed in Chu Yuan's bitter cultivation.

After Da Dezi was rebuffed, I told Uncle Ye I wanted to go home, fearing my mother would worry since I didn't know how many days I would be away.

With a thud, the coffin lid fell to the ground, and a black-furred, armored monster stepped out. What on earth was this thing? Da Dezi and I were startled. After the old nun chanted a few more words, the creature lunged at us.

"Fang Yuan, stop using those messy rules to restrain us. You know we just want to clarify what happened earlier..." Gasol said calmly, his expression indifferent.

Of the three people in An An's family, An An had the lightest injuries; he only had an abrasion on his arm and was badly frightened, with nothing else amiss.

This eerie state did not feel relaxing; instead, it became heavy. Even when the light bathed the earth, there remained a dreamlike illusion.

"Uncle Liu, please help me retrieve that hidden weapon." Shi Yao used secret telepathic transmission once more.

Perhaps Captain Song knew her personality and was already used to it. He showed no sign of dissatisfaction with her attitude. He simply smiled gently and proceeded to introduce Li Dong, Master Liu, and Old Kong to the others.

But what about the Beijing Film Academy? Chen the Prophet, the National Master, Ning Hao—these were household names. Even the circle of the sixth generation was there, not a single one missing; they were all from the Beijing Film Academy.

"Master, why are we coming to the Dean's residence?" Looking at the surroundings, Zhou Hao couldn't help but ask Shi Yao.

This sincerity surprised Li Hongbo, for he was certain that Zhang Ruofeng was not bluffing but truly possessed confidence.

As his voice fell, Xiao Yan's figure suddenly surged from the deep mountains, fleeing into the distance without a word. As soon as he moved, a blade of killing intent tore through the heavens. With one strike, the space shattered, and Xiao Yan's body quietly disintegrated as well.

If the Lei Kingdom was truly luring the enemy deep into their territory, wouldn't King Ling's battle be even more dangerous?

"Speak up, all of you! What do you think of this matter?" After a long silence, Captain Song scanned the group and opened the discussion.

He was like a dry sponge dropped into water, struggling to absorb every drop of moisture.

Xun'er spoke suddenly, causing the tense Cai Lin to startle. She looked around, attempting to disperse the Emperor's Origin Qi from her body, and sensed carefully; the temperature was indeed much warmer than before.

"Hmph, this guy really looks quite strong!" Di Jia captured the sight of Luffy's weapon instantly, feeling a hint of wariness as the killing intent on his face intensified.

Hong Ling stared blankly at the sky, slowly voicing the thoughts in her heart. Meanwhile, Luffy, filled with endless curiosity, began to question the person continuously.