After Aoko Aozaki blasted a group of ghouls wearing leather armor and wielding maces with chain lightning as they rummaged through the ruins of a collapsed house for "food," they found a damaged sign beneath the rubble that read, "Iron Fist Smithy."
"Looks like we came too late," Aoko Aozaki said regretfully. "The shield dwarves don't seem to be as resilient as the rumors claimed."
Just as Aoko Aozaki and the others were about to head for the next survivor point marked on the map—upon entering the Innate Realm, some cultivators were merely average, while others awakened their innate divine abilities. The latter were far more terrifying and much stronger in battle.
Back when Bai Qing had faced pressure from Young Master Shen, she had considered asking Yang Xi for help, using the powerful to strike at the powerful and protect herself. But in the end, she gave up.
"No problem!" These guys from street-gang backgrounds naturally found such a task easy. Amid the shoving, the despairing Liu Yue and her manager were taken straight out of backstage.
Han Shengqi did not care, but the higher-ups at Han Shengqi's school cared greatly. As a student there, Han Shengqi naturally wanted to win these chess manuals back for the academy and enrich its collection.
Xiao Wei sat down boldly, without the slightest surprise. This counted as one of the occasional perks Qin Yan gave them. He did not cook often, but whenever it was time to say goodbye, he would always personally make a simple home-cooked meal.
As soon as Instructor Bear finished speaking, a silver-white, gleaming mech appeared before them. The players all stuck out their butts and climbed into the cockpits.
Everyone was dumbfounded. Even Su Jianqiu and Master Hu had not expected Qin Yan to strike so ruthlessly.