Chapter 53
Over the past month, Ye Tian had been refining the dead aura within his body to unlock the Gate of Death, yet it yielded virtually no results.
Once the theoretical study was complete, the indoor live-fire drill commenced. Right at this moment, Elder Huang wore a grave expression and demanded that Ye Tian independently execute the entire sequence from target reconnaissance to firing.
Consequently, this filled Zhong Qiongqi with deep regret, blaming himself for being far too impulsive and wishing he had waited a little longer.
The emperor mentioned this matter to Gao Lishi not to seek or adopt his advice, but purely out of a desire to voice his thoughts.
Just then, deep within the limestone cave, inside a spacious chamber, one by one, dinosaur-shaped ferocious beasts slowly opened their purple eyes.
Zhen Tong prepared to see Elder Huang off. Elder Huang waved his hand, and walked out accompanied by several guards.
Once the character controlled by the player manages to defeat and conquer the Bright Peak, they can map out the subsequent developmental path for the stronghold: training disciples to become swordsmen, spearmen, or masters of hidden weapons, choosing to follow Taoism or Buddhism, and forging disciples with miraculous powers—all these avenues are open for development.
Moreover, internal energy fluctuations emanated from both of them, though they were rather weak, merely at the fifth or sixth level of the Dao Entry realm.
In this manner, Sun Qian pursued all the way toward the entrance of the fourth level. Although the distance between them continued to grow, he showed not the slightest sign of panic, which was truly rather peculiar.
Ye Chong lay rigidly flat on the bed of an inn, his hands pillowing his head, half-closing his eyes as he watched Xiang'er tidy up the luggage.
The more he practiced cultivation, the more intensely he could feel the burning heat inside his body, and even his heart grew restless and agitated. At this moment, Lin Chuan's entire body turned pink, his face flushed red, and he breathed heavily, his tightly closed eyes persistently conjuring the image of Qinghu.
"Wu Hen, it is still not too late for you to abandon your companions and flee for your life; otherwise, you will lose your chance." As Chu Yan spoke, she channeled her qi with her sword poised, preparing to strike again.
Little did people know, everyone who had ever served as a soldier had also served as a ditch-digger, especially newly enlisted recruits who were frequently dispatched to clear the battlefield.
Looking at the chaotic camp—where the wounded, already suffering from injuries and just beginning to recover, had been subjected to this fresh blow—they silently lamented their wretched fortune. Even Chu Yang could not bear to watch, shaking his head and sighing with an expression of profound disappointment and heartache.
The Heavenly Mysterious Immortal Dynasty fared somewhat better because Lin Chuan anchored it, standing unshakably firm. One could perceive Lin Chuan's majestic figure enveloping the entire immortal dynasty; such a towering presence was sufficient to withstand any impact, truly capable of propping things up even if the heavens were to collapse.
Realizing the situation was turning against him, the young man attempted to pull something out, only to run straight into the female bodyguard, who promptly subdued him and pressed him against the wall.
Even though Lin Chuan had not yet truly assumed supreme rule over the world, once his strength reached a genuinely formidable height, every word and action could instill a sense of oppression. This was a matter of sheer demeanor.
Jiang Chen did not even pause for dinner; without a moment's rest, he took a vehicle back to City L. At that moment, City L was being lashed by a torrential downpour, and this rain brought a fresh wave of cold air, causing pedestrians inadequately dressed to hastily take shelter inside supermarkets or shops along the street.
"Heh..." Lixin laughed softly, yet offered no reply. He rose and stepped out of the pool, water cascading down his body as his garments clung tightly to his frame. Mo Ran instantly forgot whatever Lixin had just said; she gazed up at the sky, terrified of catching another look at Lixin in that state.
"True, it is already a blessing that you do not swindle others, and I never expected to swindle you either. However, I saved you and your friends, so you owe me a favor." When Leng Feng uttered these words, he wore a rare, cunning expression.
"The Forest of Ultimate Evil?" Bai Yu lowered his gaze to think as he looked at the tips of his shoes. This location did not seem to be among the prospective trial sites given by Big Brother.
Yet Mother knew this was no dream; it was reality. The only aspect that felt like a dream was her own physique, which possessed the qualities of a superhero.
Looking at Ling Zhouetian's delicate and refined face, the blonde Husky felt a pang of reluctance. Its brows furrowed tightly into a subtle frown, displaying a maturity unfitting for its age, leaving the brain interface with no choice but to sigh.
"The teacher has read the script; it is a good story. It's just that your role isn't quite substantial. Take a look at the script first, and then we can discuss it," Chang Li said. She had already communicated with others previously and had also reviewed the script several times, giving her a rough assessment of the production.
The surrounding trees were snapped at the trunk by the immense shockwave of this blow, crashing to the ground in a fan-like formation and kicking up a sky-full of dust.
As the three characters Wang Luyuan fell from his lips, Huijue's previously composed expression suffered a slight tremor, revealing an look of utter disbelief.
Thus far, those who had mastered superpowers included Ling'er, Panshi, Yifei, Huanmeng, Lanhai, Qiuming, Huoci, and Suixing. With the exception of Suixing, whose superpower remained at the half-step world class, all the other companions possessed superpowers above the world class.
With that, Lin Ye made a motion to leave, instantly throwing the elders present into a panic.
This band of bandits consisted of the remnant forces of Dragon-Coiling Ridge. Led by the second-in-command, Mountain-Cleaving Leopard, they had descended the mountain to pillage, never expecting that Qi Jin would exploit their lax defenses to capture their stronghold.
If it were the original owner, she would in all probability have been unable to accept these words, for the original owner was genuinely infatuated. She would certainly have argued with Di Yunqing; one need only imagine the sensation of someone disparaging the person one loves most to understand.
Pinned down, Xu Dawan struggled incessantly along the way, a spectacle witnessed by everyone present.
Ever since purchasing this gadget, Li Xuan'er had never used it, nor was she likely to test its destructive power on herself for no reason.
Although Shi Yan had now returned home to inherit the family estate, he had not abandoned acting. He filmed only one project per year, choosing scripts strictly by quality regardless of genre.
If one were to apply the methodology favored by proponents of the fabricated history theory to evaluate Chinese history, then virtually every volume of Chinese history contains supernatural phenomena such as "Yellow Dragon sightings" or "blood raining from the sky," which would similarly render it fabricated history.
Here, Ye Shimeng felt her chest heave with anger, and the next second, she directly placed a call to the human resources department.
Zhu Yuanzhang's objective in establishing the Jinyiwei was crystal clear: to purge threatened meritorious officials. As for the justification, the Jinyiwei would readily supply it.
"Damn this bastard, to think he dared to pull this trick on me!" Liu Kui also grasped Liu Qi's intention, gritting his teeth as he squeezed out those words.
Zhou Zhi understood immediately, and then felt as though Cousin Anxin's eyes were emitting a red glow, horns were sprouting from her head, and a barbed tail was swishing behind her.
Turning to look at Xu Tianyu, his expression remained tranquil and utterly composed. The opponent was merely venting fury, which precisely indicated that the adversary had exhausted all alternative means. If the opponent truly possessed further measures, he wouldn't simply glare at you with such resentment; he would have lunged directly to attack, wouldn't he?