Volume 1, Chapter 32: Prelude to the Great War

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If even bullets and missiles cannot kill these two divine soldiers, then who on earth could possibly end them?

Yun Qi was not in the house at the moment. Since some of the "Joyful Soul Hunters" had been forced out of their hosts, he had taken the red box, known as the "Crimson Finale," into the village to seal the spirits that had lost their vessels.

JASON had long been eager for a fight. He cracked his neck, the sound of his bones unnervingly loud, and looked at Qin Ze with a provocative expression.

"No need." Du Jue stepped out of his superior's office. Aside from his superior and himself, no one knew about this secret organization. He wasn't using local personnel, but rather people arranged from Vietnam. Because of this, he lacked confidence; they were not his own men, and he couldn't be sure of them.

Two hundred years ago, these three main gods had slaughtered countless masters of the ancient martial arts world, yet in the end, they still died under a siege.

"Sun Yu, am I seeing things? I think I saw Yan Yaoshun and Ni Lehui," Qi Wanhai said.

"What is his decision?" Ni Lehui asked again. In truth, she didn't need Nie Jieyang to answer; she already knew Mu Mingxuan's choice. He cared so much for Mingruo that he would never allow her to bear a child at this time. Mingruo was still a child herself, and in Mu Mingxuan's eyes, having this baby would ruin her future.

Seeing Liu Yiyi, a soft smile touched the man's lips. He hurriedly pushed open the door, stepped out of the car, and walked toward her.

When I said this, most of the candidates around me did not seem overly surprised. After all, they had all witnessed the situation in the cafeteria earlier; if it wasn't me who caused such a scene, then who else could it be?

The strange thing was that all the laboratories were empty; the researchers had vanished without a trace.

"This servant dares not, this servant dares not..." Facing Li Qing's reprimand, the three dared not offer any resistance, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing desperately.

After the judge spoke, the other onlookers felt there was no need to stay and gradually dispersed.

However, Li Feng did not dwell on such things; after all, he possessed the self-confidence that left him with no such worries.

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"If you don't want people to know, you shouldn't have done it. Li Tianqi, don't even think about trying to bribe me with money. My price is very high; you cannot afford it," Chu Yun said indifferently.

In any case, Lin Xi and Li Feng did not have a good relationship, so Li Feng felt no need to explain himself to those people. He had things to do; why would he waste his time on them?

"Haha! I knew you were hiding something! See? I managed to trick it out of you!" Ren Na clapped and laughed.

Lan Motian frowned but said nothing. Yet his expression made it clear enough: he, too, could not fathom what Ye Zheng was trying to do.

One could only imagine the expressions on the faces of those people when they arrived and discovered that the whole thing had been a setup from the start.

More than half of the audience present were from China and South Korea, and fans from other countries were also filled with anticipation for this battle of destiny.

"Your Highness, I have already prepared a banquet in the camp. How about you rest here for the night and set sail tomorrow?" Feng Kuang asked Li Qing.

The heavy night pressed down, and the air seemed stained with the scent of blood. The sounds of slaughter and screams echoed through the Valley of Absolute Kill.

Caixia had always been independent and disliked following her father and mother, so she had never met Feng Ming before. But she was different; she had always liked clinging to her father and mother, so she had seen Feng Ming a few times.

The man had a slender figure and a refined, austere temperament. Even though he wore only a simple white shirt, an undeniable air of nobility poured from him.

Having said that, he turned and left without a second glance. The ship was filled with Leng Muhan’s men, and he felt perfectly at ease.

Wei Rou'ti was drooling with anticipation. She hurriedly sat down, picked up a piece, and fed it into her mouth, her eyes curving into satisfied crescents.

Lin Shenshen felt a sharp pain in her hand, but her expression did not change in the slightest. She simply looked back at Jin Yang’s eyes calmly, the corners of her lips curled, maintaining a graceful composure.

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Pacing back and forth in the room several times, Luo Yu searched carefully for any hidden mechanisms, but after looking everywhere, he found not a single trace.

"Jun Wuyan, you actually dare to betray the Emperor, you..." Xu Keyong cursed in a rage. Deep within his pupils, a snowy figure appeared out of nowhere. A cold wind suddenly arrived; he opened his mouth, but his eyes suddenly widened. His entire body toppled backward, his gaze fixed rigidly ahead, and he fell silent forever.

Because regardless of the outcome, the strength of the five major mercenary groups had indeed been effectively weakened. The balance of power in the City of Holy Light had stabilized once more.

Thinking of this, Beto couldn't help but smile bitterly. He began to understand why Lifman had changed his attitude, shifting from opposing the Ghost Wolves to trying to win them over. If the Holy Light family didn't recruit such a capable person, it would be a true loss for the family.

In front of the council hall on Qiting Mountain, a trail of light descended, revealing two figures: a burly man wearing the elder robes of the Qing Mansion and a young man with a vacant, unfocused gaze.

His cultivation realm was not high, but his combat power was unexpectedly great. If one judged strength solely by realm, they would certainly be deceived by Zhao Tianming.

Suddenly, a sound of piercing through the air rang out, and a cold-looking, distinguished man in green appeared before Venerable Xuanming.

For Li Yang, the situation was also very grim. The two fat demonic cultivators had merged back into one, and at this moment, he was drenched in sweat, swinging a pitch-black brick to fend off the Star-Yuan beasts charging at him, but he could not hold back the relentless tide.

"Is that so? What have you done to Brother Chen?" In the void, the voice of Lian Haiping suddenly echoed.

This bit of courage would sprout like a seed and grow, leaving him without fear or retreat! There would be no more excessive tolerance; this was the change that the Great Tang brought to Wang Xingxin—a spirit of progression.

Qiao Xuan carried a lantern out of the courtyard and walked slowly toward the place where he had seen Cao Yong'an the night before.