Volume One, Chapter 50: The Demon-Suppressing Pillar

This time, the body of Ace of Spades did not vanish. The whole person seemed to have aged by decades, even his hair had turned a ghastly pale, like withered grass. The wounds, too, remained, unlike before.

"Not struggling anymore?" Montage stepped up to him, casually removing the mask from his own face.

"You actually... pfft..."

"Bang!" Just as Bartel and Tiemuha, who had entered the city first, were about to order the start of the pillaging, a harsh gunshot suddenly rang out.

Having returned from Serpent Valley and restored his true energy to its peak through meditation, Xu Ming, seated cross-legged in his tent, took out the gall of the tier-two flesh-horned serpent, unable to suppress a soft whisper.

Lin Yunxi's foundational strength was already exceptionally high, having reached the ultimate enhancement of her attributes. Her potential mastery over the power of strength rules could not be low; now, having absorbed the essence from the Black Dragon Grand Elder, who excelled in strength and constitution, her control over the rules of strength soared past sixty percent.

In the scene, the guards of the stronghold, who had been clamoring moments before, fell abruptly silent, like ducks with their necks squeezed.

To reach third-grade body refinement, enjoying a life of ease among the miners, was tied to possessing a solid cultivation before capture. He had no intention of stumbling in a gutter.

Seeing this, Lin Yunluo was startled and tried to intercept Lin Yunxi, but was gently pulled to her side instead.

Now, Liu Shuo's companies were hiring all kinds of talent; comics needed people, animation needed people, games needed people, the film company needed people, even Yang Mi’s studio was recruiting. As long as someone graduated from the Beijing Film Academy, Liu Shuo’s companies were always short-handed.

In the west of Shouying City, Wang Jian and Liu Chi exchanged silent glances, each sighing inwardly; west of Xianyang, Xia Wuque and Li Zhai, traveling day and night, were hurrying toward Chencang by car.

From a high vantage, thousands of beams of light formed dazzling blue ribbons linking the ocean to the cosmic warships—so splendid and colorful. Yet for the enemy, the sacred Britannia, it was an apocalypse.

Seeing the awkwardly calm gazes of the two, Anqiliya sighed inwardly. Truth be told, she brought them to this world simply to help them relax. During Tang Huang’s absence, these two acted as they pleased, idle and aimless; Anqiliya had observed it all.

These hooligans, having slept off their drunkenness in a brothel, knew nothing of today's events. Seeing Li Nan rush out alone, they were startled at first, but upon seeing he was alone, burst out laughing.

After speaking with Xu Maoqi on the phone, Chu Xiuxiu finally felt at ease. The operation in Beijing was going well, even better than Jiang Tian’s business. Xu Maoqi had arranged everything perfectly.

Chen Niang remembered that Seventh Lady was not prone to tears; even when she acted spoiled or threw tantrums, a little coaxing from others would suffice.

The deathly Qi in the meridians was completely expelled, and a great amount of impurities seeped out from the pores of Empress Changsun.

Zhao Xuan’s first half was an answer to Sun Ningxue’s question, but the latter half was directed at Jiang Huo.

Faced with the house full of madams and ladies, Lady Xu felt a moment’s confusion. Their attire was dazzling, they were raised beautiful and proud, and their demeanor was gracious and serene.

Not long after the two departed, the young man from before, carrying a grimy snakeskin bag on his back, continued to follow them.

Meanwhile, another clone used Thunder Escape to move underground, catching two immobilized people off guard in an instant.

Seventh Lady looked at him blankly, wondering why Fifth Brother’s words today made no sense to her.

Perhaps, because Obito had Hashirama’s cells, he could not die immediately, but there would certainly be no good outcome.