"Like this research base, the corpse of the 'god' and the juvenile Ten-Tails were kept in another dimension," Amado said seriously. "Isshiki had never trusted us. The cell samples he gave us had all been personally processed by him, making reverse tracing impossible. But I hadn't gained nothing over the years, so I roughly knew where the entrance to that dimension was."
"Oh?" Aoko Aozaki said in surprise. "How did you—"
Just as the frost was about to strike Yang Qinglian, Nalan Zhefeng gave a cold snort. With only a slight shift of his toes, the icy track split into two before Yang Qinglian and struck the walls on either side. In an instant, the three walls surrounding the man in black turned into icy mirrors.
Liu Kunlun pondered in silence. He took out a tape measure and measured the diameters of the four circles and the distance between each one. Then he collected some charred material in a sealed plastic bag and took dozens of photographs.
Today was my Proper Seal day, with the power of Life Support behind me. I was in the stronger position. I had to seize this opportunity and board the great ship of the Sheng Tang Group, then set sail.
Lin Zijian paced anxiously around the house, trying to sort through everything that had happened recently one matter at a time. But how could he possibly make sense of it? He still had not figured out what was going on with the urn in that office, and now Mo An'an had vanished for no reason.
All he heard was Daoist Li say that one sentence. By the time he opened his eyes again, the big monk had already let out a scream.
"Xuanjizi? The leading figure of the metaphysical world?" one of the rather