026. Final Destination

His eyes darted back and forth between Lin Cheng and Liu Sanbai, finally settling into a lecherous grin.

The various local governments across the Divine Land were quite experienced in these matters. Whether it was the deification movements of foreign religions or the miracles displayed by cultivators in the name of faith, the authorities could effortlessly reframe them as "feudal superstition." In terms of public opinion, the imperial court’s ability to control the narrative was arguably the best in the world.

A skeletal dragon head, vast as a mountain range, crashed down. Its sheer weight sent tremors through the entire island, causing the earth to cave in slightly.

He had spent decades lurking under the Changming Bridge. He never swindled much, but he never starved either. Compared to those whose dens were raided every other day, his ability to endure all this time relied entirely on this technique of psychological suggestion.

Of course, he certainly wouldn't sell it. He could catch squid to make money soon; with a bit of luck, he could recover most of the boat's cost in a single month of fishing. It was practically getting something for nothing.

According to the information revealed about the Immortal Dao Era so far, Li Changsheng at his peak was not much stronger than Qiu Wuji, and might even have been slightly weaker.

In her previous life, after discovering she had been swapped at birth, she had even gone to see Old Master Song, begging him to let her stay.

Ren Tianjie was not offended; he just laughed along with them, shameless and thick-skinned, truly embodying the role of a sycophant to the extreme.

Under the lenses of countless online streamers broadcasting live, these immortals, who had previously sat high above the clouds, bowed in unison, raising their hands and challenging the Daoist with one voice.

Wang Dali understood this point very well, so the moment he decided to retreat, he had already made up his mind.

In contrast to the disciples of the Taiqing Palace, the disciples of the Yuqing Palace frowned, their eyes filled with worry. However, Tian Yizi and the other two remained calm; they knew Mo Sheng's true cultivation level, so they naturally didn't believe he would be defeated so easily.

Lin Hao was genuinely fond of them all, yet worldly eyes always insisted that love must be exclusive, and a fickle man would always be reviled.

Ouyang Ling’s face burned instantly. Her heart was filled with a sense of grievance, yet she felt that resorting to force would be beneath her dignity.

They all looked up at the magnificent gate of the Piaoxiang Pavilion, feeling a slight sense of melancholy in their hearts.

"Hey, hey! Whose brat is this? Someone, get their parents to look after them!" Li You grumbled with disdain, shifting on the bench to make room for Lin Yuanzhi to eat.

"By the way, the Lin clan has a new patriarch. That’s the news I wanted to tell you," Zou Ming said from the side.

However, as the blood of Pangu erupted, a massive surge of energy suddenly gushed out from within his body.

Kong Hui’s techniques were simple, and to everyone’s shock, he intended to meet force with force. How could such an attack possibly break through the defense?

Even Grandma Si could tell something was amiss. As slow as Amy was, she eventually noticed that her father-in-law behaved rather differently toward her mother.

Here, not only were goods rarely seen even in the capital of the Great Hui Empire being traded, but slaves and prostitutes brought from the Hu lands were also being hawked like cattle.

Following the girl in the kimono, we arrived at the door of an empty private room. She signaled for us to leave our shoes outside, then pulled the sliding door open, kneeling inside with great hospitality to beckon us in.

Ou Xiong only managed to hold on for a few more breaths. The Blood-Extinguishing Evil Lightning pierced his thigh, causing it to wither rapidly. With a desperate scream, Ou Xiong hacked off his own leg, but the lightning, like a venomous snake, pounced onto his other leg.

The five great fierce beasts represented the five extremes of heaven and earth: the Qilin’s strength, the Xuanwu’s defense, the Azure Dragon’s ghostly agility—all were unparalleled. Could there really be anything that surpassed these extremes?

Sovereign Shen Gong spoke slowly. Generally, only self-created techniques or those tailored to a specific person could unleash the greatest power. Shen Gong did not believe Lin Ming could create his own, so this move was likely custom-made for him by someone else.

Innumerable immortal soldiers and generals soared into the sky from barracks all over the city. Low-pitched commands resounded through the firmament, and countless divine senses quickly intertwined and collided in the air, exchanging a terrifying amount of information.

Of course, these were not things for Ishikawa to consider, nor was there any need for him to do so.

Qingqiu Yan was so furious his face turned ashen. Having just recovered a little, he was nearly angered into fainting again.

This cluster of purple light was the Zihua Heavenly Venerate. Between a Daoist Heavenly Venerate and a Dharma Dao Venerable, there was a vast difference in the level of existence. An ordinary Dharma Dao Venerable could not see the true face of a Heavenly Venerate at all; all they saw was a cluster of purple light.

Mo Hentian and Yun Yan Ke were both individuals of exceptional insight. As soon as Zhang Ye spoke, they immediately immersed themselves in his words, savoring the principles of the domain.

For example, the water bandit Luo Tuimao was from the Yuzhen Oasis. If a merchant from the Nanjing Oasis had his goods stolen by Luo Tuimao, it would be wrong for him to hate all the people from the Yuzhen Oasis and want to kill them all, right?

Originally, binding and entanglement were the job of the Biyu Immortal Vine, but since it could not emerge, the Fallen Red Lotus filled the void.

Qin Xiao had his logic, and he had his own. If he insisted on acting the hero, there was nothing to be done about it.

Mi Yue reached out and fiddled with the bronze lotus pedestal. The mechanism retracted, and the Suihou Pearl, hidden in the heart of the flower, slowly rose.

Author Can Shang says: Fourth update, please vote! Can Shang is working so hard on updates this month; are you all still unwilling to cast your flowers?

Meng Ying sat slumped on the ground in a daze, trembling as she held out her hands, looking at them again and again. "Did I do something wrong? Then what should I have done? What can my hands, my own hands, truly grasp?" She tried hard to clench her fists, but they shook violently. After several failed attempts, she finally gave up.

As a mother, if she were well-fed while her children at home were starving, how could she bear it? So, when that auntie asked, it was implied that she wanted to save food for her children.

Qin Xiao hadn't really blamed the Great Daoqi to begin with, and now he blamed him even less; in fact, he felt a shred of admiration for the Great Daoqi.

"Off we go." Su Luo patted the head of the Profound Spirit Tree, stored it back in her space, and immediately teleported away.

Lin Xiangru, holding the jade casket, walked solemnly into the Zhangtai Palace to present the jade disk to the King of Qin. Soon after, the jade disk was sent to the inner palace and delivered to Mi Yue.

Su Luo had not only offended him but also possessed something he wanted, so he would never let her go.