Chapter 29

He Xiao struggled to breathe, desperately channeling the surging power within his body to counteract the suppression of thirty-six times the gravity. Veins bulged and throbbed across his neck, his face flushed a deep, congested red, yet he managed to push himself up bit by bit. First, he braced his hands against the floor, then rose to a half-kneel, his entire frame trembling violently.

Seeing the stubbornness in Doctor Li’s expression, Shen Yanshu was just about to tighten her grip on his throat when the Emperor’s stern reprimand rang out behind her.

Yet, what shocked the Yin family even more was that Chen Long had not presented just one supreme-grade spiritual artifact, but two.

In just over a month, he had reached such a realm in flame control that he could easily refine ten types of first-grade medicinal pills.

This was an absolute gap in strength. Although he had just unleashed his full power and managed to pierce the invisible barrier before the young man, that wall had merely been an automatic defense of dragon might, emitted purely by instinct while the young man was completely unconscious.

"It’s alright. Because even though your fever broke, you wouldn't wake up, which was quite worrying. I got anxious and developed these blisters," Wang Keman rambled, detailing Zhao Xiaozi’s recent illness.

Suddenly, a gate shining with holy radiance appeared, and from within stepped a figure of saintly demeanor, wearing a crown and flowing milky-white robes—it was Nangong Aotian.

Cell, for instance, widened his eyes, convinced that Satan was a "genuine fool."

Their gazes met, yet neither lingered. Shen Jun looked at the face before him, one not often seen in the Nine Heavens. Perhaps the worldly affairs of the mortal realm had left their mark, for compared to how they looked in the Celestial Palace, this face now carried a touch of human warmth.

His heart was already very old, so old that he no longer felt much for the myriad things in the world, and so old that after being crushed by pain, he had become sensitive and fragile regarding Yue Qing’s attitude and emotions toward him.

The Lady Yun was delicate and beautiful, and like herself, she had shared many years of friendship with Su Heng. In the end, Su Heng would not punish her too severely; locking her away for a few days was merely to teach her a lesson.

Unexpectedly, as she took a step forward, someone walked straight toward her, blocking her path perfectly. Unable to stop her momentum, she was about to collide with the person, but they reacted in time, placing both hands on her shoulders to hold her back.

"Why? Because you deserve to die!" the Du family elder snarled, pressing down hard on the knife hilt, causing Feng Yuxiu’s wound to worsen.

***

Having said that, she looked calmly at Cynthia. Despite her bravado, the Altaria in the sky... clearly still had the strength to fight. Such a situation left Professor Rowan worried.

Inside a restaurant named "Water Charm," a tea-haired youth in uniform was smiling as he recommended drinks to customers. The professional smile was fixed on his face, having become his signature expression. In fact, this amiable smile brought him much convenience in his work.

Upon receiving the news, Liu Zhilong immediately rode over. Seeing that Jin Hong was already present, he gave a nod as a greeting, then swept his gaze across the shed, eventually settling on Yan Wuji. The emblem on Yan Wuji’s cuff indicated that he was also a battalion-commander-level officer, of the same rank as himself.

Vanessa inhaled the scent of the incense, feeling a sense of lightheadedness. It was different from the feeling of falling asleep into the Emerald Dream, but it possessed a similarly transcendent charm.

Suge recalled that when she was eight years old, her own parents had cursed and scolded her just the same as they sold her off in exchange for that bag of grain.

The youth wore a white basketball jersey, his six-foot-two frame exuding superiority; every dribble and every jump shot was filled with explosive power.

If Manager Zhang had only made the two feel uneasy before, the mention of hundreds of millions falling into the ears of Sister Jiang and the security guard made both of them break out in a cold sweat.

Ye Qiu, radiating an unconventional aura, watched the sword energy charge toward him, a sneer flickering in his eyes.

Following Zixue’s near-terrified voice, the crowd instantly cast their eyes upon the man in the white robe. Under the sudden sunlight, the man’s figure shimmered brilliantly, possessing the aura of a god descending to the mortal world.

Gate Master Jin wrapped Chu Tian in golden light, and in the next moment, they arrived inside the mountain of the Jinling Gate. There, they found a cave filled with golden light, and within it, a pool.

If facing the Diablos’ charge in the past was like facing a heavy tank, then the Monoblos’ charge was like an incomparably sharp spike.

Seeing this, Yu Chen’s expression turned incomparably dark and ugly, looking as if the clouds in the sky were about to drip water.

However, for Fang Yi, this was naturally not a bad thing. If someone wanted to trouble the Monarch of Destruction, he would welcome it.

***

Chu Tian sat down. The others all looked far from simple, and they seemed to have no desire for conversation, merely sitting there in silence. Chu Tian asked no questions, opting to sit with them as well.

On its forehead, a massive gash poured blood incessantly, staining its body and looking utterly horrific.

"You focus on recovering. I have already made arrangements; I have dispatched a Shadow Assassin. Barring any accidents, that person will be a corpse by tonight," Yamamoto Taro instructed.

"Nonsense!" After examining the spear technique, Xia Shijie immediately tossed the Dragon-Phoenix Imperial Spirit Staff aside and began circling the Six-Harmony Coiling Dragon Spear incessantly.

"We aren't tired. Haha, the city has many television channels, and we were just watching programs here!" his father said with a smile.

The organizer’s intent was finally revealed in a perfect, mysterious climax... the vast, unadorned expanse of the lake was the perfect stage for the fireworks display. Any decoration would only detract from the beauty of the light and shadow.

"Do not let him merge! Capture him quickly!" Luo Fengying exclaimed. The Yunshu Palace flew out, drawing one of the Holy Dragon Knight’s feet inside.

However, I did not expect that it was all an act by Wild Wolf. To keep me from worrying, he deliberately pretended he was fine. If I were to look back now, I would surely see his deathly pale complexion.

Seeing that his trail was exposed, Li Xu snatched up the third Soul-Returning Grass and dashed straight toward Lin Mengchen.

Shen Tong kept tailing Wu Jiangkai. Seeing Cai Hu drive away, he pulled Wu Jiangkai along and followed closely behind Cai Hu’s car, not daring to let it out of his sight.

"Are... are you healing me?" The redness and swelling on Yi Liuyue’s beautiful eyes gradually faded. Her gaze, originally pure and flawless, gained a touch of clarity and brilliance as she looked at Ling Qian, who wore an expression of tenderness, and asked softly.