After reading the Apocalypse Sacred Stele's lengthy four attributes, Cao Xing's eyes filled with intense shock!
"Holy shit... isn't this God Tier building a little too overpowered?"
He muttered to himself, his fingers trembling unconsciously.
There was no need to say much about the first two attributes. They directly suppressed Divine Power and elemental fluctuations within a thousand-kilometer radius, and could even seal off space!
This meant that no enemy, no matter who they were, could use Spatial Teleportation or other means to—
The moment their figures vanished, Qiao Yan seemed to have all her strength drained away. She crouched down in defeat, and the heavy drunkenness in her eyes vanished completely.
"Hello, hello, is this the police station?" the teacher shouted desperately into the phone, one hand shaking.
But she had realized it far too late, allowing Yuan Yao to waste so much emotion for nothing.
"Nan Ci, tell me, are there any large wild beasts in here?" Jiang Manyin asked timidly.
"Someone you know." After saying that, Qiao Sheng walked over, took the tray from He Zeng's hands, and set it on the table.
Zhou Manman was not actually lame. Her left foot was simply healing more slowly, so it was still wrapped in a bandage.
Before Mei Zijing could voice the worry in his heart, Shui Qingqing had already cut him off and spoken indifferently with a blank expression.
Jiang Siyi was helpless now. She finally understood deeply what Qiao Yan had meant by saying that Ye Qingping was cold and detached by nature.
Lin Hao nodded somewhat shakily. He knew Dong Lanshu was already angry, so he said nothing more. After all, there was no fourth chance after three; this was already his third request. If there was a fourth, he truly feared that Dong Lanshu