The Emperor Star gathered within his body, and he reclaimed all his dignity. But if he wanted the fragments and to rule as king beneath the heavens, how could it be so easy?
Shattered Soul, put simply, was a ghost formed from Killing Intent. But this kind of ghost was very powerful.
Gu Enxun was terribly nervous. She watched as Zhao Yucheng snatched up the ball at the last moment. With one more small lift of his hand, the winner would be decided. She was on edge. A tie would actually have been the best result for her, but given the situation, that no longer seemed possible.
Gu Enxun and Chen Xiaohui found their class, then sat down in seats toward the back.
Hearing this, Mu Su's father didn't suspect a thing. He simply waved his hand, indicating they could go on their way.
Good heavens, just any old squad had around ten half-step seventh-rankers. That had practically become the standard lineup.
Above the bright moon, a figure appeared. The white-haired man sat in a wooden boat, silently watching the person and beast by the shore.
Bei Chenfeng watched the Ten Directions True Immortal depart with a cold gaze, gritting his teeth in fury as he began plotting how to make them pay for their disobedience.
Everything in her life had gone too smoothly, so she thought the whole world should revolve around her.
After Hongjun told them to take the treasures for themselves, everyone hurried to Fenbao Rock, hoping to grab as many spirit treasures as they could.
Perhaps the child simply loved A Yue too much. Mother Jiang's anger eased, and she sighed. "Shanshan, but what about the injury on your face?" How could she hide it?
"He's a genius boy from Chaoyang Palace." Huo Shuo clenched his fists. He was certain Lin Tianyao couldn't have only a little ability. Otherwise, he wouldn't be worthy of entering Chaoyang Palace.
Huangfu Xian narrowed his phoenix eyes, the faintly amused smile returning to his lips. It was truly irritating to look at.
"Not running away? I'm not the Duanmu Yunze I was back then." Yunze glanced at Qingrang, who had already drunk two bowls of Pear Blossom Brew. "Don't tell me you still get drunk after three bowls?" Qingrang had always held her liquor well, but Pear Blossom Brew was her favorite, and every time she drank three bowls, she would pass out completely.
Xi Xichen sat up. Third Young Master buried his face against her stomach and wrapped both arms possessively around her slender waist.
Lin Tianyao had only been testing him just now. He'd thought the monster was weak, but it turned out to have a few tricks up its sleeve. He'd used only one percent of his strength when he threw his first punch. He hadn't expected the monster to be so arrogant, mistaking his deliberate restraint for its own strength.
His brow, once smooth as a plain, furrowed into mountain ridges. As the peaks and valleys formed, he stared pensively at the battle exploding before him—a clash between the strongest in the world.
Jiang Xiaoxiao thought he was merely joking out of politeness and smiled faintly, never noticing the sinister glint that flashed through her usually gentle, jade-like cousin's eyes.
But Jiang Hao seemed not to hear her. He clung to her, moving with her in a frenzy, as if he could fuse her body with his own. Then she wouldn't leave, and he wouldn't have to live in dread of one day discovering that she knew everything—and might walk away from him.
As long as Huo Qubing was alive, someone would always use his name to stir up trouble and launch rebellions.
A faint, bitter smile. Who knew how much it concealed? Perhaps even he himself had no way of knowing.
There was no time to explain. A tremendous BANG! came from the treatment room, followed immediately by a piercing scream.
Song Qing got up at six. When he came out and saw the table laden with food, he smiled at me as if to show that he was doing fine.
Time had left its mark. Cruel reality had ground a capable man in the prime of his life into this. Forde felt a pang of sorrow.
"This thing here? I got it up north." His gaze drifted into the distance, making him look deep in thought. In truth, he was just keeping the soldiers in suspense.
"You're unwilling? Why? This is such a good opportunity, and you don't want it? Do you know how many people dream of getting a chance like this?" Kang said anxiously.
Wei Yan studied it with a puzzled look. Only after confirming that there was no bloodthirsty gleam in its eyes did she walk toward it, one careful step at a time.
The older woman's words made me hesitate. Both points she'd raised were clearly right, and they were persuasive, too. But after thinking it over, I decided I still couldn't leave the entertainment complex—not yet, at least.
After all, they had all visited the staff quarters at Leisure Residence in the capital. The quarters there were built on a grander scale and were more refined and beautiful than these. They even had all kinds of facilities, from classrooms and clinics to markets. After all, there were far more employees in the capital than here in Qindao.
Still, he wasn't afraid of Ye Tian. He was the strongest being in the universe among the Ancient God race, with that colossal race backing him. Even if Ye Tian became a World King, he wouldn't fear him.
Watching the man walk away, Chu Minghui thought that perhaps someone in his family was sick. That must be why he'd gotten so worked up.
Green Peak Village had plenty of farmland, with flat terrain and fertile soil, so its harvests were naturally bountiful. But the village was best known for its fish farming.
"Damn it, Tian Xing's Mental Power has grown so much! I miscalculated!" White Eyebrows said regretfully.
The Murong Clan's council hall was bustling. All seventeen elders had arrived.
"Yi, what on earth is going on? You need to explain yourself now. You know, I was enjoying the California sunshine when I got called back!" Tony said unhappily.