Could it be that all of them are supernatural beings?

A small squad of armed soldiers marched out from the direction of the shelter. The one in the lead wore a stern expression, sweeping his gaze across everyone present.

When he saw the three people lying on the ground, his brow furrowed deeply.

"What are you people doing? Don't you know that private fights are strictly prohibited in the shelter?"

"Ah! Captain Tian! Captain Tian, you've come just in time. This guy is making trouble, look at how badly he beat me and my brother." Hearing the voice, the man who had been knocked down last by Huli looked up and shouted.

"That's for certain. We've reached the match point, so it would be rather strange if it weren't difficult!" Chen Shiyan's breathtaking face was captured by the venue's media and broadcasted onto the arena's giant screen.

Xuanyuan Hong smiled and let out a soft sigh. The sky had been bright for a while now; shouldn't Monk Liaochen be arriving soon?

Zhang Youze's eyes remained fixed on me until I swallowed the fiery white liquor. Only then did he withdraw his gaze with a look of satisfaction and offer a faint smile.

While digging the pit, Li Zhishi deliberately seized the opportunity to say those words to him. The chubby man considered himself a veteran having experienced three or four mission worlds, but he never expected that this guy calling himself "Timber" could make his confidence as a senior vanish entirely with just a few sentences.

No one doubted that the Hazavi Empire was deceiving them, because Jia Zhengjin was truly right there in the footage, admitting himself that both brothers had been captured.

As soon as Bobo caught sight of that familiar figure, a wave of joyful surprise washed over her. Sharing a deep bond of heart and mind with the Descendant of Darkness, she knew full well that his strength far exceeded Qin Tianhao's, yet she still harbored some anxiety deep down. Now, seeing him safe and sound, the heavy stone in her heart finally dropped to the ground.

Yet, could she really just stand by and watch the two brothers be killed by the Hazavi Empire? Could she really let the Jia family line be cut off here? If it truly came to that, how could she face the departed Father Jia?

After a brief moment of silence, a piercing scream instantly echoed across the entire official road, startling countless birds into flight.

Spitting out a mouthful of wine, Zhao Meng saw Beihai Yu lean backward, actually dodging the spray. Enraged and without a pause, Zhao Meng threw a lightning-fast punch straight toward Beihai Yu's abdomen.

No, she must have missed something. Zhusha's heart stirred, as if recalling something important.

When the twelfth Devouring Martial Soul Stone returned to its designated position, the Twelve-Storey Pagoda underwent a series of changes.

Suddenly, a video posted by a netizen dominated the headlines. In the northern suburbs of Yanjing, the thirty-first stone statue had appeared.

Those deep blue eyes had now turned a profound dark blue, faintly brimming with an unnamed fury.

Once Qin Ming and the others broke into the chaos, the scenes inside were no longer projected into the Heavenly Court era. Although vague echoes remained, they were utterly chaotic, twisted into a blur, and no one knew what was truly happening within the chaotic space.

He immediately sent word to the grand eunuch, instructing him to tell Ji Li that once his health improved, he would permit him to go fishing at the Weishui River. At the same time, to ensure he did not feel constrained, his imperial bodyguards would keep a certain distance and would not shadow his every step.

Protected by the absolute defensive power of the Basalt Divine Shield, no matter how strong the others were, they could not possibly harm Young Master Zhulong.

Tianyu, whom he once believed to be incomparably pure, now seemed separated by rolling clouds and misty waters, making it impossible to discern her true face.

Everyone present assumed that Lei Wanqing was about to play another tune for them, and their faces naturally lit up with joy as they held their breath to listen intently.

Old man Zhao Baoyu flushed. In truth, had he not been saving his divine fire to deal with Li Taiyi, he wouldn't have waited for these eight major factions to make a move; he would have turned the Earth to dust yesterday.

Suddenly, two towering presences descended—they were Ancestor Antai of the Zhaoyang Sword Sect and Ancestor Leitian of the Lihuo Divine Palace.

The team members divided the work and cooperated, developing very well with proper funding. Having thoroughly mastered materials science, electronics, optics, physics, chemistry, and data communication, they were already beginning to prepare for advanced wireless network signals, intending to launch their own communication satellites.