"What nonsense are you talking about!?"
Hearing Moryo's words, Ziyuan's little face flushed red with anger. This claim was undoubtedly the complete opposite of her fundamental beliefs.
"Hahaha, it seems your mother, Miroku, never told you this part of the truth." Purple-black energy seeped from the surrounding magma, closing in and trapping Karin and Ziyuan atop a circular altar. "Very well, then today I'll give you a proper history lesson..."
If some being could truly accomplish this, there would be nothing wrong with calling him a god walking among mortals.
Lu Zhizi still needed a hot bath. A young woman like her had been exposed to such wind and rain; if she did not bathe in hot water soon, she would inevitably fall seriously ill afterward.
Bloodthirsty, baleful energy appeared bit by bit around the three hundred members of the Chief Enforcement Squad, then condensed into solid masses like armor. This almost tangible stench of blood had formed from the countless Northern Sea aquatic tribes slaughtered by the Chief Enforcement Squad—there was brutality, icy coldness, and the slaughter of man by man.
Upon seeing the prompt on his retina, the dwarven warrior Todak immediately expressed his delight.
"There isn't even an image, and it's green. How could it be a purple clay teapot?" King Kong asked blankly.
The person in the painting wore a fiery red robe, with golden hair, fair skin, and deep-set features. No... wasn't he that strange man from just now?
This man was like a divine needle that steadied the sea. If he did not act, so be it—but once he did, he struck with thunderous force and killed in a single blow.
After a suffocating silence, Yin Jiuqing frowned unhappily. The meekness she had been pretending to display could no longer be maintained.
"Hehe, last