Volume 1, Chapter 28: Do You Want Me to Feed You?

At this moment, Wanyan Heitie was in a wretched state; his clothes had long since been torn to shreds by the violent energy, and his body was covered in blood, leaving him looking utterly disheveled.

Just then, the black bear seemed provoked by Huang Xiaowen’s sobbing, letting out a roar as it lunged forward.

With one hand shaped into a palm and his elbow held horizontally in a block, Baji’s two punches were brought to a halt right before Qin Li’s face.

Muay Thai is a martial art known for its immense lethality, celebrated for its power and agility. It primarily utilizes the body’s fists, knees, elbows, and feet as eight weapons of attack. The force generated from the knees and elbows is fluid and direct, unleashing overwhelming power. Once struck, one is either dead or severely injured; it is a ferociously aggressive style.

It was more than just helplessness. After six months of secluded cultivation, Xie Wuji had not only fully healed the injuries to his Conception Vessel but had also opened both the Conception and Governing Vessels in one fell swoop, successfully stepping into the realm of the Half-Step Innate.

Although Sister Lan and Ma Jiaxiang were quite fond of her, for Wula, it was nowhere near enough.

Upon hearing this, the Shen siblings were both shocked, unable to fathom what Liang Fei meant by those words.

Ou Ruier’s delicate brows furrowed slightly; the sophistication of Alria’s Star River Armor exceeded her expectations. To redirect the Thunder-Induction Technique so effortlessly, just how intricate and resilient must the internal magic-conduction circuits be?

The Fourth Master smiled, walked up, and circled Ma Chengfeng, sniffing him repeatedly. His expression was one of extreme enjoyment, as if he had encountered a peerless delicacy or had caught a specific, peculiar scent. He then nodded in satisfaction.

However, the branch was too thin, and with one swipe of its claw, it snapped in two. The beast then turned back around to continue waiting for Ma Chengfeng.

Wasn't it the case that after that incident, Wang Chen and the Han family had become bitter enemies, essentially at odds? Hadn't he gone to the Star Sect of the Demon Gate to cultivate? Why would he appear here? Was he seeking his own death?

Su Ye couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat. Compared to the celestial aura here, the bit of celestial energy drifting through the vast regions of the First Emperor Realm was negligible. In the entire First Emperor Realm, only those clusters of condensed celestial energy could compare to this place.

However, this "Ancient Territory of Divine Relics" had been completely severed from the heart of the Celestial Realm during that great war long ago.

Su Ye was left speechless. Just as the old man had said, the physical strength residing within his limbs, bones, and internal organs had indeed improved significantly.

It seemed that only at this moment did they truly feel the threat of this land of death, and perhaps finally understood why so many powerful figures had fallen here in the past.

Massive amounts of air were continuously sucked into the black fissure, and the gravity within the entire world gap grew lighter and lighter.

With a thunderous boom, Wang Yan’s figure exploded backward, while that Great Perfection Imperial Martial Artist also groaned, retreating repeatedly with a look of horror.

Lu Fuping and the others who followed behind were terrified, fleeing desperately, and only after a short while did they manage to escape in a sorry state.

No one considered her feelings; they simply treated what should have been one of the most important moments of her life as a joke.

Clearly, after waiting for millions of years, activated by the scent of his own blood, this wisp of the Great Demon’s soul had reached its limit.

Li Bai sent the photo he had just taken of Ye Qian standing in front of the motorcycle. In one of the shots, her face was clearly visible, with her hair and sleeves fluttering in the wind. Li Bai’s photography skills were quite good; the image looked beautiful.

"Let’s save the pleasantries for later, everyone get on board first." Seeing the male students surrounding Ye Qian, Fang Cheng spoke up to intervene, successfully helping her resolve the awkward situation.

"Wah... Pfft..." The dozen or so figures who had just arrived all clutched their chests as if struck by a heavy hammer, unable to stop themselves from spitting out mouthfuls of blood. Their bodies swayed, looking as though they might fall from the ridge of the roof at any moment.

These minor details were exactly the information she needed at this moment to judge who was right and who was wrong. She hadn't dwelled much on the living, but for the dead, this was an absolute comfort.

Before coming to LZ, Ye Fei had indeed done his homework on the underground forces there, but he had only learned about the two largest gangs, the Long Spear Gang and the Flying Leopard Gang. He had no impression of the Yuanbao Sect, which was consistent with their historically low-profile style of operation.

Xiao Feng smiled slightly, tossed the two heads onto the ground, then sat down on the sofa, crossing his legs naturally.

To be honest, Chen Mengting was also fuming inside. So what if her fiancé was a little poor? At the very least, they were truly in love with each other.

"You all came here this time for this, didn't you?" Xu Panyan flipped his palm, holding a warm, triangular arc of jade between two fingers, and waved it in front of them. Given Xu Panyan’s sharp mind, it was not difficult to guess the purpose of the Xiao family’s visit.

"Fine, let’s get to it." Li Xiongfei sat down, and two more men entered, carrying a large pile of snacks and beer. After setting everything out, they left the room.

"You don't have a rigorous scientific research attitude. Now, watch me. I’ll definitely help you figure this out, you know?" Dong Xiaoxuan fished a stack of pH test strips from her pocket. These strips couldn't tell you if you were pregnant, only whether the water quality was acidic, alkaline, or neutral.