Chapter 29: Shadows in the Dark of Night, the Brave Know No Fear
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A chilling aura, colder than a ten-thousand-year ice cellar, swept through the entire space in an instant. Niu Yichen’s expression darkened. Without a word, he grabbed Zhan Qingxue and pulled her to hide behind a massive energy crystal nearby. "Qingxue, something is wrong!" he whispered urgently, his tone uncharacteristically tense. Before Zhan Qingxue could react, she was being dragged away by him...
Xiao Mingji smashed the string of jade beads he had been twirling in his hand onto the floor, scattering them instantly. The expensive designer clothes were now ruined, the coffee stains splattered across them looking even more vivid than the aggrieved expression on Qu Yunyan’s face.
Before entering the core tomb, everyone would see a stone tablet inscribed with a death curse: to touch it is to die, to be haunted by spirits, pursued through incarnations until one’s entire lineage is extinguished. Of course, when Yang An learned about the Nanyang Pirate Alliance, he merely treated it with slight caution; he remained largely unconcerned.
The airport was close to Xia Zhiyao’s university, and in less than forty minutes, the car pulled up to the school gate. Even though her father could be strict at times, she knew that all his control and guidance were for her own good.
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Although they were a step weaker, the gap was not insurmountable, and they were certainly capable of holding off the three geniuses for a few minutes. All he wanted now was to find out where his parents were, what his birth parents had truly endured back then, and who these people behind the scenes were. He would never let any of these masterminds go.
The old monk let out a shrill, agonizing shriek, his legs kicking wildly on the ground as he failed to stop the medicinal powder from entering his system and spreading through his body in an instant. A few days ago, a water route had been specifically arranged; if Lin Xiaotian had the heart to leave, he could certainly have done so.
As Ren Haoxuan’s spiritual palm shattered, Chu Ming’s figure gradually appeared in everyone’s line of sight. Most people did not recognize this unfamiliar voice, but to Long Yinxi, the sound was all too familiar.
Manduhlatu finished dressing, put on his armor, buckled his scimitar, and walked toward the council hall with heavy reluctance. However, ever since City Lord Li Zhaoyang learned that Luo Hao possessed a mountain-protecting formation, his perspective had shifted significantly; he now viewed Luo Hao as an equal.
"You have finally escaped the danger." Sheng Yu smiled, noticing from the return of color to Xu Chen’s pupils that he had successfully concluded his cultivation.
The Zhanxiu subordinates all kept their heads down, silent. Xuanming was their clan leader, and Cang Jianli was the King of the Great Wilderness and leader of the Cangxiong Tribe. Now that the Ming Tribe had been annexed by the Cangxiong Tribe, Cang Jianli held a much higher rank than Xuanming; who would dare disobey his orders? Just thinking of that stunning blade that wiped out the Wacha Tribe left everyone trembling with fear.
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Luo Qian’s spiritual eyes peered through the meter-thick black crystal, catching a faint, ethereal golden glow. With another fierce punch, he struck another soldier in the face, landing a dull, heavy thud.
Hearing these words, the Jihu generals set down their wine cups. Some sighed with bowed heads, some wiped away tears in silence, some seethed with indignation, and others clenched their fists in anticipation. The previously noisy room fell into an instant silence.
Tong Xuan looked at Chu Ming’s grave expression and sighed helplessly, then turned his gaze toward a position in the north.
He swerved the car sharply and sped toward the bridal shop. Tang Yi drove at maximum speed, terrified that if he arrived even a second late, the consequences would be unthinkable.
"Are you not feeling that our Huo family’s assets are not being squandered fast enough?" the man asked nonchalantly.
He had learned one truth: in the face of absolute power, all schemes and plots are meaningless.
The Underworld Emperor suddenly let out a shout. Qiongyu had already closed his eyes, struggling to erase the memories from his mind. The map in mid-air continued to shift and cycle through its contents, but Qiongyu dared not look again.