024. A Critical Strike of Justice

However, because the duration he used the Gravity Armor was much shorter than the first time, he did not reach the state of being almost unable to speak, as he had after his initial summoning. He felt only some soreness and weakness in his body—not even enough to hinder him from wielding his blade to unleash the "God-Splitting One."

Rather than rashly killing Edward along with the other infected, it would be better to let the mania spread a while longer. Once the subterranean race was almost entirely infected, Roland could wipe them all out in one fell swoop. This would not only grant Roland a massive amount of experience but also resolve the hidden threat of the underground dwellers once and for all.

On the other side, Roland’s black hair, not yet reaching his waist, was tied back simply. His pupils were the color of flowing mercury, a silvery white, and a black-grey robe with a texture like a spider web tightly covered everything below his neck.

The seniors gritted their teeth and declared with certainty that everyone wished this kind of guy could be humanely destroyed.

"I not only know you took the Five-Colored Flower, but I also know what you did to Yang’er by the Cold Pool. That is because I have been residing within the Cold Pool for these past ten-plus years," Qian Yu answered calmly. Judging by her expression, she did not intend to break ties or start a fight with Fang Zhengzhi immediately.

If the young disciples had shown expressions of infinite glory and confidence when they were first selected, they were practically pleading for mercy now.

"So, this kind of decision wasn't actually that hard to make after all..." Fu Xiang thought to himself.

Subsequently, two wild ghosts dragged the drunkard out of the Jiangqiao courtyard and threw him somewhere unknown.

For them, being left far behind by a junior disciple who had only just started a month ago was clearly nothing to be "proud" of.

The three maintained their direction, flying toward the path where the few rogue cultivators had scattered. These retreating rogues could send a signal to the hidden observers that the cultivators pursuing them were not to be trifled with; Zhou Yue and his companions could use this signal to scare off some of the weaker rogue cultivators.

It was no wonder; Xi Hanyun was going through menopause, making her temperament difficult to fathom. Her mood fluctuated between joy and depression, and she was frequently anxious. Because of this, she had even set aside the affairs of the company and stopped managing them.

Because Qin Lang was healing within the Creation Jade Plate, he could not emerge for some time. Therefore, Ksitigarbha, the Ancestral Witch Shebishi, the Demon God Fuxi, and others remained stationed there to prevent any further accidents.

Old Man Ying seemed to sense Lin Yu’s hesitation behind him. Feeling a warmth in his heart, he spoke up to "comfort" her.

"Bang!" With a loud crash, although the Seven-Treasure Tree Branch had been blocked by Bai Yun’s sudden and inexplicable burst of potential, it was no longer the mere fraction of power that Kasyapa had wielded. In an instant, both were sent flying, deeply embedded into the wall, which was dense with arrays.

"If these five hundred Elders of the Fen Yuan Realm joined forces to perform this technique, I fear that even if all ten-plus of our Great Perfection masters were here, we would be submerged in it," Shi Sheng suddenly remarked after observing the chaotic and disorganized attacks.

It was not that Li Tianshu hadn't paid attention, but rather that few people were watching. If a big shot had come this time, perhaps there would have been many more onlookers.

At this moment, Old Mai was overjoyed upon hearing the news, and he sent the words "Little Sister Sanmu" through his thoughts.

"What are you saying? You even called them auxiliary materials; can I not use them? Which materials have you taken a fancy to? Just pick them out yourself, but leave some for me." Shi Sheng had no time to quibble with him. To be honest, even if Uncle Wang had asked for them, Shi Sheng would have given them up.

The goal was to break this array, allowing the celestial induction that might be drifting outside to pour in, bringing about potentially dangerous changes.

Giving it to Mu Qingzi as a meeting gift was perfect, as it would earn him a valuable point. Ever since he had voluntarily become Ah Jin’s servant, Heng Kui had resigned himself to his fate, yet he remained unwilling to lie dormant. He always felt that this group had potential, and deep down, he intended to vie for the position of head steward.

Zhou Xuan clicked on it casually, but after watching for a few minutes, his face turned deathly pale.

Mary was dumbfounded. She had no idea there was such a list. Who on earth had sent this?

Tao Qing observed that although Xiao Ran had won, and although he was neither arrogant nor impetuous, he was somewhat overambitious. Cultivating the martial path is, in fact, cultivating the heart; arrogance and impetuosity are naturally undesirable, but being overambitious and eager for quick success is even more impermissible.

"Just because of a word from you, do I deserve to lose my mother?" His guiltless words made him clench his fists in anger and hatred.

"You are going to deal with Xing Yitian's affair, right?" Long Yan stopped and looked back at Yan Zhengxi with a puzzled expression. "You know my big brother? Who are you to him? If you want revenge, come with me!" His loyalty was something Yan Chengqian admired, but they were simply on different paths.

Soga no Emishi supported this approach even more extremely. The commoners of the Wa capital had no particular feeling about it—it was just changing a lord, after all. But the nobles were all gripped by fear; they would wake up from nightmares in the night, terrified that they might not see the next sunrise.

But Luo Feng always remembered the feeling when he held Su Xia and rode her phoenix, dancing in the nine heavens, with the fresh and even somewhat biting wind brushing against his face.

Because to gain her was equivalent to gaining the support of the Su family. And having the support of the Su family was equivalent to having the support of the army.

Thinking of this, she felt despondent again. Yan Zhengxi hadn't called her. She had checked her phone the moment she woke up, and she felt so disappointed that she couldn't even pull herself together. Didn't he know that she and the baby would worry about him?

If one could not provide him with enough understanding and patience, it was very easy to interpret his emotions as foolishness or madness.