52. Suppression Ring

Ruan Li decided to search for information regarding Ruan Ying herself: She was born with a level-five healing ability, elevated it to level eight by the age of sixteen, and had remained stagnant at level eight ever since, unable to break through. She possessed five beast-husbands.

She had once conceived a child, but suffered a miscarriage during a ferocious beast tide. She gave birth to Ruan Li at the age of twenty-six, was diagnosed with an incurable illness at thirty, and abdicated her position as the head of the Ruan family at thirty-five.

Holding the little fox in her arms, Ruan Li stared intently at the optical brain.

"Xumo, you..."

The moment she discovered that Xiao Yang was incapable of cultivation, her interest vanished completely, leaving her eager to abandon Xiao Yang right here and depart with Ying Xie.

"Heh heh, I am a descendant of the ancient demon god Rahu, the most noble existence among the demon bloodline. If you swear allegiance to me, I will bestow my heart's blood upon you. My heart's blood will be an invaluable treasure to you!" the celestial demon said with a chuckle.

Sixteen golden swords pierced Anyu's body simultaneously. He lowered his head in disbelief, looking at himself, then raised it with great difficulty. His mouth opened as if he wanted to say something, but his strength was entirely exhausted, and his head suddenly slumped powerlessly.

The pupils of both Song Que and Song Teng constricted, but before they could react, the somewhat dim fire ring surged with spiritual energy once again, its speed increasing drastically. With a few swift turns, it viciously slashed toward the Rock Spirit Bear's head.

Yet, only Qi Hongyi's explanation could unravel the mural depicting the scene after King Saman's death.

Clearly, Rongrong's answer satisfied me even more, but what I wanted to know more was how she utilized Daoist magic.

Watching Huaimie, who looked thoroughly conflicted along the way, Fang Cheng smiled slightly and said, "Huaimie, are you extremely puzzled as to why Tiejun did not keep me, but instead let me leave?" Fang Cheng looked at the troubled Huaimie with a smile.

The voice that answered me was both familiar and strange, yet I could be certain it was definitely not the proprietress.

"Even if I have to dig three feet into the ground, I will drag him out and hang his corpse in front of Wolf Fang Que to shut the mouths of those busybodies," the Wolf Palace declared fiercely.

"You must have been terribly frightened back then, right? Why didn't you send someone to tell me?" Zhang Zhijie asked with a hint of pity.

Seeing the sorrowful look in Lin Shuran's eyes, Xia Muhan's heart suddenly softened, and he tightly grasped her hand.

This was an iron man cast from solid steel, roughly the same height and build as the Martial King arena. Heavy-duty springs were installed at the base of the iron man; no matter how the Martial King attacked and battered it, and no matter how the iron man swayed, it stood unwavering like an indomitable tumbler, refusing to fall.

After roughly assigning the combat formations for the men in black, the middle-aged man gave the order to set off. Descending the stone cliff was much simpler than climbing up; one only needed to leap down onto the roof of the vehicle below.

"Heh. You really have some skills. Go ahead and do it now, consider it as the entrance exam for returning to work," Zhang Xun said as he tossed a file at me, then stood before me with his arms crossed.

"Granny, if I am not mistaken, that Japanese major officer should be that old devil you saw in the worker's shed area that day?" Lang Xingtian asked calmly.

Blue Purple Clothing and Goddess Mingyue found a secluded spot on the eastern side of Pluto City. This location was completely desolate, with the ground composed of black soil. This black soil stretched endlessly, its vastness unknown. The only vegetation upon it was an unknown species of black plant.

"Damn it, Number Two, if the food is good, we'll sleep here a few more days; if the food is bad, we won't stay here any longer," Old Jiu's reasoning was so sound we couldn't refute it.

As it turned out, right after Chu Jiang was carried into this room, the old doctor had acted silently, and she simply hadn't seen it.

Fearing that she might not understand, I quickly demonstrated for her, and Mai Luocao squatted down following my movements.