Chapter 65: Automatic Recovery

The turbulent current generated by the azure hawk’s flapping wings, carrying the reek of blood, lashed against Xiao Yan’s face, yet he remained entirely oblivious to it. Every faint breath of the person cradled in his arms felt like a hair pulled taut across the very strings of his heart.

Watching Xiao Yan’s desolate and distraught appearance, the Little Fairy found her fingers gripping the azure hawk’s plumage trembling slightly.

"We are almost there," she said, her voice deliberately raised, sounding conspicuously jarring amidst the swirling clouds. "That valley ahead, shrouded in thick fog, is the place."

The azure hawk landed upon the rotting ground.

Seeing this, Guo Ye understood in his heart that the tides of battle change in a split second. Besides, those twenty-some assassins were clearly desperate, hard-boiled diehards; with death already embraced in their minds, how could they surrender so easily? Failing to capture any of the assassins alive was certainly not something to be blamed upon them.

After two years of settling, Chihong’s previously superficial aura had gradually grown steady, and one could sense that her cultivation base had fundamentally stabilized.

With Mount Jiuhua and the Iron Sword Sect taking such a stance, the first-rate sects that had been notified by the two factions responded one after another. Coupled with a number of second- and third-rate sects, a multitude of followers rallied to the cause in an instant, far exceeding the majority.

Thunderclouds rolled, and crackling lightning flashed incessantly. Since the tribulation-crosser was already dead, Ling Feiyang naturally became the primary target for the heavenly tribulation.

For the sake of convenience, Chu Yue activated the system function that sensed surrounding data. Although she didn't know the exact identity of this player, she could pretty much guess it with reasonable certainty.

Just as Wang Si Niang found herself at her wits' end, with no path through the mountains and rivers, Sister Yue's words proved to be like finding a willow-shaded village amidst blooming flowers, revealing a new vista. The woman instantly regained her spirit and hurriedly poured forth a flurry of gratitude.

Blade remained completely silent, his fingers moving toward Ross’s ring finger. At that moment, a powerful hand firmly gripped his wrist.

Lin Mu once again employed the Instant Kill, yet this time he did not reverse time; he merely brought time to a complete halt.

Quite a few cultivators at the Qi Gathering Realm could not even compare to him. Not only those at the first tier of the Qi Gathering Realm, but even those at the second tier were not necessarily able to match him.

The Chitauri, of course, still held a numerical advantage, but their most powerful weapons had by now been disabled and even turned into the Avengers' own armaments. The pendulum of battle seemed to have begun to swing in reverse.

"As long as you're fine, as long as you're fine." A smile bloomed on Kushina’s face, but she rose immediately after, her smile vanishing entirely, replaced by an expression of pure frost.

Instantly, Su Jiaojin stepped into the profound gravity chamber she had used before, while Fatty Jin entered one of the two chambers that had been seized at the back.

Boom! With a colossal roar, the giant axe slammed into the ground, instantly forming a massive fissure several kilometers long and more than a dozen meters wide. The sheer, overwhelming force caused the entire earth to vibrate violently, and a towering mountain a dozen kilometers away directly collapsed.

"Hahaha, I'm dying of laughter! You actually got mistaken for food by these foolish snakes and even ended up swallowed—can you be any more ridiculous?" Nine-Tails pounded the floor of the mental space, convulsed with laughter.

Onoki looked at Sarutobi Hiruzen, deep in thought. The day grew progressively later; the moon peeked out while the sun slowly dipped below the horizon.

Unless everyone joined forces and fought without fear of sacrifice to slaughter the ten of them, the true inheritor—be it human or beast—could only emerge from among those ten.

The Earth Spirit Shield mobile defense that Song Tianji had just used was inspired by a movie he had watched previously, where some blade-wielding warriors holding shields formed a spherical sword formation capable of both defense and offense. Unable to resist the urge, he wanted to test right here whether he could also forge such a technique.

Branche had witnessed a tiny handful of ninjas with formidable taijutsu—taijutsu so powerful that, to a certain degree, even a mere punch could manifest flames.

On this day, numerous citizens in City B spontaneously gathered at the police bureau, demanding severe punishment for the murderer. The entrance of the police station was packed tight with over a thousand people.

Ye Wushuang fixed his gaze forward, his body completely devoid of any flames, save for his palm, which was slowly exhaling a crimson fire, condensing it into a blazing saber.