Chapter 30: The Thirtieth Iron Pillar

However, this body is quite resilient; to have been kicked by the Seven-Star Heaven-Chasing Leopard and suffer no internal bleeding is truly a wonder.

Shaying drifted lightly onto a tree crown and hid herself. The foliage was so dense that one could not possibly tell anyone was up there.

None of us could have imagined that, in the days to come, we—who were once so close—would eventually fall apart.

He Xiao spoke cautiously to Mo Zidai. Once Mo Zidai heard that He Xiao had agreed, she drew the soft sword from her waist and walked to Lin Xuan's side, sword in hand.

"Thank you for the reminder, Master. I have a feeling that if I fully master this, my strength will increase even further!" Bingyuan said with a hint of confidence.

Outside the car, a strong wind was blowing. A man in a long down jacket stood in the gale, reaching out a hand to pull her.

Fang Haotian was gambling on Zhu Liang’s physical endurance. Although Zhu Liang possessed a protective treasure, his body was certainly not as formidable as Fang's, nor could his physical resilience match Fang's battle-hardened physique.

"Definitely, definitely." Ye Haoxuan tried his best to appease Xu Ran, coaxing her until she laughed with satisfaction.

The Seventh Prince threw Ye Gu Yuanhong over his shoulder, slamming him onto the grass. Laughing heartily, he reached out to pull his eldest brother up, and Ye Gu Yuanhong grabbed his hand, using the leverage to pull himself into a sitting position.

"Locke Dawnwalker?! Could he have discovered something? Did some old geezer betray me?" Dalkhan was astonished to learn that his title of Archmage had been secured for him by Locke.

After those words were spoken, some were stirred into a frenzy, while others likely grew to despise Lu Jiuzhang.

In the Upper City, Lin Xiaoyu and Zuoqiu You were strolling through the bustling district, occasionally purchasing items that caught their eyes.

Zhang Gaoyang first gained fame during a battle, where he utilized a formation to defeat a cultivator at the seventh level of the Consciousness-Storage Realm while he himself was only at the third level.

The thirteenth piece of Primordial Darkness goes without saying; its power is such that even for Kahn’s current true form, forcibly containing it carries significant risk. The clone he has created by merging these three elements is, naturally, extremely powerful.

Yet, Liang Yue and Unohana were closing the distance—a journey that should have taken ten days—at an astonishing speed.

Chen Yu parried a streak of sword light with a backhanded stroke, but two other streaks were already lunging toward his arms.

Even though she exhausted all her strength to block, her blade only managed to graze the trajectory of Kazan’s strike, causing the sword originally aimed at her neck to deflect just slightly.

Countless ice fragments and turtle shell shards sprayed in all directions. This spinning collision lasted for a full forty seconds! In the end, both sides collapsed simultaneously. Neither beast could get back up; they were completely drained of energy.

In the Soul Society, although most dismissed Crimson’s warning, a few discerning individuals began to actively join forces.

Official business could not be discussed outdoors, so Li Xiang invited Lu Jiu and Elder Dao Chen into the main hall.

The ditch beside the field was filled with sewage and mud. The carriage tipped into it, narrowly avoiding crushing the horse to death. Seeing this, Fatty Yu immediately cast a Wind-Control spell, and before long, several strong gusts pulled the carriage out. Chen Jue and Chu Hu rushed forward, one to check on the passengers and the other on the horse.

The blade in Tang Feng’s hand was the murder weapon that killed Chu Ling. He had examined Chu Ling’s wounds, and on this point, there was no doubt.

Before he could recover his senses, Li An'an, standing beside him, kicked him, grabbed his hair, and slammed him down heavily.

Yan Suwen did not know when Granny Zhang had arrived in Yecheng, but judging by her attire, she certainly had not come to the city to make a living.

Watching the unconscious Wu Liuchi, Mei Hua Shisan sighed and picked up his hair tie from the side.

After obtaining the Seven Swords of Dust-Breaking and the Nine-Yang Divine Skill, he became arrogant, believing that he would surely achieve martial arts perfection and crush everyone in his path.

After his parents heard young Peter’s voice and rushed into the room to see what was happening, Peter was sent to live with his Uncle Ben Parker.

As Chen Jue pondered, his hands moved unconsciously to the guzheng, and his fingers began to pluck the strings with agility. After playing aimlessly for a while, he suddenly thought of a song that would be perfect for Liu Junshi, and began to play it with rhythm.

The crescent moon hung overhead, and the silver handgun in his hand reflected a faint white light. He suddenly remembered a song someone had sung; he couldn't recall the lyrics or the title, but the melody kept circling in his head, feeling very poignant.

"I know you are a Witcher, but can't you see? Those vampires in black clothes can..." The sheriff’s words were cut short as Lu Qiming’s expression suddenly changed.

"Fortunately, Old Master Yun said he would help." It was truly a blessing to have recognized him as a godfather, Jiang Ru thought with relief.

Over the past six months, the mine had received capital injections three times from its largest shareholder, Lord Kingston, and the Saltz noble shareholders. Now, mining operations were in full swing, and in terms of extraction technology, the General Manager, Zabas, had used his connections in the city of Memphis to hire a group of professional mining experts.

Lancang Zhu’s footsteps were ten paces away from Qiao Hanyan, yet she could still hear the rhythm of those powerful legs treading on the damp ground—step by step, so rhythmic, yet they felt like the Grim Reaper slowly approaching the prisoner waiting for judgment in the depths of the dungeon.

Before Malone could finish speaking, he saw two undead corpses erupt from behind Alan. Suddenly, the room turned eerily cold. Despite his own high-level strength at the seventh rank, Malone felt his limbs go numb and his blood run cold, a profound aura of death enveloping his soul.

"Hanyan, take me to see Yan Qi..." Mu Yiyi said, watching Qiao Hanyan through the mirror.

When the shockwave dissipated, the Griffin Riders who had surrounded us were scattered. Of the original thousand riders, more than half had been wiped out by my strike; the rest had only survived because they hadn't been close enough.