Chapter 59: Steel and Flesh

The Stark Industries Exposition opened as scheduled, gathering most of New York's prominent figures. Especially at the very center of the exhibition hall, various military-industrial enterprises were eager to showcase their latest achievements.

On the other hand, ordinary people had little interest in the military industries. Wandering around the outer perimeter of the expo, they treated the event as an entertaining festival and exhibition. After all, besides the military exposition, there was also Stark Industries' civilian exhibition, although...

Walking towards the impending doom through the murky haze, with the scent of blood washed away from his body, he felt only the chilling touch of the lake water and an indescribable sense of purity.

She shifted her body to the side. Having gotten into the car together just moments before, the two had been sitting extremely close, and Mu Qingyu's arm had been resting on her shoulder the entire time. Realizing this only now, Ye Feiyang mentally cursed herself.

Moreover, there seemed to be a special connection between a person and the cauldron, as if a thread linked them together. Lou Yi became unconsciously entranced, mirroring the other person's movements without realizing it.

"Actually, Qianyu, this ultimate ending is viewed as a form of liberation by the human race," Ghost Butterfly said softly, a flash of determination crossing her eyes.

Damn it, couldn't they be more challenging? An opponent like this wasn't even enough to whet one's appetite.

A piercing scream echoed as a human cultivator's half-leg was seized by the massive jaws of a rolling-blade beast protruding from the fiery sand. Unsurprisingly, his meager protective spiritual energy was cleanly sheared away by the rapidly spinning, chainsaw-like fangs. By the time anyone looked back, the rolling-blade beast had already burrowed deep into the fiery sand, leaving no trace.

All the proud prodigies felt a bit restless at this moment, and even Zhuge Yimeng and Bei Ming Qiuxue grew somewhat anxious.

Although his voice had undergone the changes of puberty, the inherent pleasantness of its tone remained unchanged, though his tone was fraught with unprecedented tension.

Liu Qingqing rattled off a series of questions, then involuntarily raised her jade-white hand, letting it rest upon Wang Mu's mask.

The monkey said, "There is a story behind this poem. During the Tang Dynasty, Cui Hu, a famous scholar from Boling, went to the capital for the imperial examinations. Failing the exams, he felt deeply depressed. On the day of the Qingming Festival, he went alone to the southern outskirts for a spring outing and came across a courtyard surrounded by peach blossoms, presenting a pleasant scenery."

Within the same clan, there was never just a single voice, and political factions were inevitable. Zhao Tianxiong possessed no backing whatsoever; if he went to the Minotaur clan, wouldn't he simply be at the mercy of others?

He was searching for a justification to make his move, because not everyone had attacked him previously. If he wanted to settle accounts with everyone, he still needed a reason.

The middle-aged man forced an ugly, strained smile onto his face, wanting to say something, but he found it difficult to speak as the numbing effect spread across his body, filling his heart with anxiety.

"This world is, to a certain extent, divided into a surface and a hidden side. People on the surface live completely normal lives and remain unaware of the world's abnormal nature. Meanwhile, people in the dark, or other entities, roam about in various places, fighting battles unknown to the public."

The moment he stepped across the threshold, he felt as though he had penetrated a membrane-like object. A gust of wind swept past, and a slight stinging sensation suddenly arose on his cheek, as if he had been grazed by some sharp weapon.

Carried away by his triumph, Li Zhuifeng failed to watch what he was saying and let slip some details that should not have been revealed. The consequence was a severe thrashing from Qin Yuan.

Hearing this, everyone nodded in unison and then directly suppressed their cultivation realms.

From the moment Ren Yixu chose this path, he knew that he and certain people belonged to different worlds.

"You told me not to kill, yet I saw how fierce your momentum was when you attacked just now!" Zixuan said with a sheepish laugh, then glanced at Chen Yuxun beside him and nodded slightly.

Watching Gu Chen hurtle toward him, Qi Yun let out a low roar. Terrifying spiritual energy erupted directly from within his body, instantly forming successive layers of light screens around him that enveloped him entirely.

Lu Sui said nothing, simply staring out the window as if there were some particularly fascinating scenery outside.

This magic sword was originally not something Fang Yuan intended to use, but the Twelve Esoteric Devil Scriptures of the Heavens contained many bizarre demonic arts, one of which was precisely the Sword-Burning Technique.

Chu Xinxin's voice was hoarse beyond measure. Draped casually in a bathrobe, she got out of bed to pour herself a glass of water.

Of course, Lin Yi had no intention of letting the person behind the scenes off so easily. After stepping down, he sought out Jin Sanshi.

He knew the opponent deliberately made him see the footage of Qinzhu City to disrupt his state of mind, shatter his fighting will, and make him panic and ruin his own chances.

Subsequently, the main screen displayed numerous pieces of evidence showing Cheng Hongsheng abusing his power for personal gain to help Cheng Anni rise to prominence.

"I never said that; I was just afraid outsiders would spread rumors and ruin Vice President Ning's reputation," Xia Wen said slowly.

As time passed, Ye Tian delivered his final silver needle. The old man's complexion was no longer lifeless, but instead possessed a rosy glow, and his breathing gradually grew smooth.

"Everyone failed, and in the end, Sigmund pulled the sword out. Siggeir, the husband of Signy, was consumed by jealousy and offered to buy Sigmund's gold, three times the weight of the sword, but Sigmund refused and humiliated him."

Lu Sui remained silent, following behind Shi Zuizui out of the clubhouse and being led directly to the hotel room where she was staying.

By the time someone discovered it, Mucheng had already used a fruit knife from the table to commit suicide, and Qin Yi's electrocardiogram had flattened into a straight line.