Volume One, Chapter 34: Is There Truly No Way Back?

Facing the murderous look in Si Xiaoxiao’s eyes, Zhang Youdao hurriedly turned around to lead the way. Si Xiaoxiao followed closely behind, her fists clenched so tightly they creaked.

Chong Ke saw it clearly and distinctly, so he dared not be negligent; he stepped forward and dodged the palm strike from Gu Feige. However, the speed of Gu Feige’s divine palm was beyond Chong Ke’s imagination, and just as he had evaded the first, a second strike arrived immediately.

“Oh! If you are not going to be polite, what do you intend to do?” Shengtian couldn't help but ask. Liu Chengsha replied, “If you, Gong Shengtian, will not teach me the Unprecedented Sword Art, then I will use force against you!” As he spoke the words “use force,” he couldn't help but raise his voice.

Pang Xi held Liu Zhang hostage and escaped the Shu Prince’s Mansion through a secret passage, only to hear the clamor of battle all around them. They had not retreated far before they encountered a group of routed soldiers.

“Sit,” Chu Fei said, his brows furrowing slightly. Though he said nothing more to Lin Jing—perhaps believing these matters required no explanation—to Wang Lianxiang, it carried an entirely different interpretation.

Shengtian was stunned. “May I ask, Palace Master Zhao, why do you say that?” Zhao Zhaoqian replied, “Palace God, look at that.” As he spoke, he pointed to the side. Shengtian followed the direction of his finger and looked, but there was nothing there.

He had truly been careless. By failing to consider the situation and not reserving a portion of his strength, he had caused this outcome.

Although Lan-jie was surely mentally whipping and ravaging Huang Wanlan, this did not mean she had forgotten her grudge against Miao Cuihua.

Voll’s gaze was complex. Only after re-entering the Del family’s management did he realize the vital role the current head played in the family’s rising trajectory; the will of the Black Ring he served could never achieve such a feat.

He could see that Gu Xueting was very nervous about these three babies; since that was the case, he could not be blamed for specifically targeting his weaknesses.

To people of this era, these three hundred retainers were definitely a formidable force, the cream of the crop.

Yue Sanrong looked toward the sea of mandala flowers, their colorful blooms signaling a return to the origin, as if beckoning a lost soul to find its way back.

Leng Feng had once defeated the hundred sons of the Great Xia with his Spirit-Shifting Immortal Art, ranking as the First Son of Great Xia. Even the geniuses of the Huayu Sword Sect and the Tayun Divine Sect were overshadowed by him.

The most terrifying aspect of the Snow Eagle Tribe was not their strength or their frightening, mutated faces, but the fact that they all possessed illusionary arts.

Lu Huo arrived shortly after to issue a warning, while Ye Xuan maneuvered the jeep to stay out of the enemy’s line of sight.

As they walked, they reached the depths of the forest, where the dense trees blocked even a sliver of moonlight, forcing the group to grope their way forward with flashlights.

They thought that by sending assassins and cutting off the Third Prince’s grain supply to trap him in Mount Nanliang, he would be exhausted and starved. Who would have thought he would return unscathed, triumphant, and brimming with success?

An Shisan nodded, simultaneously giving an “OK” hand signal. Today, the hand signals used by Tian’er, Shadow, and Wolf Fang were largely based on the experience Liu Yi had brought from the future.

The group descended from Xuanguan Ridge, gradually leaving the area they had just traversed. The ground was littered with animal bones, eerie and terrifying, carrying the scent of frost, wind, and the passage of time.

On another front, thanks to the joint efforts of Huang Zhongjun and several founding shareholders, Huayi had completed its second round of financing, and the company’s IPO was quietly being put on the schedule.

“What attitude should I take toward a big star? It’s a headache,” Dong Chenxi asked Zhao Fuzhen. After all, she was just an ordinary assistant; even with the title of producer, the actors shooting the commercial were Andy Lau and Zhou Feifei, either of whom carried more weight than she did.

A beam of light shot out from the main star’s atmosphere, flying like a bright comet into the depths of the universe.

Soon, Jian appeared again before an ancient site glowing with cyan light. With spiritual energy surging, the ancient platform collapsed and flipped, from which he retrieved an ancient and mysterious stone carving.

Of course, Aunt Qiu’s meticulousness was not about whether Wan Xiaoru’s health was damaged, but about the truth behind the drowning incident and the deeper meaning implied by its occurrence.

Xinde Airo let out a sigh, showing his helplessness regarding the matter while also expressing pity for the two paladins.

Reports stated that on Douban, one of the most active and influential film review sites in the mainland, the film scored only 6.3 out of 10.

Facing such a powerful attack, if he were alone, he could have dodged it without meeting it head-on. But this time was different; there were three ordinary people behind him.

Her son, missing for eighteen years, had returned, yet he was unconscious. What mother could be so heartless as to use the Life Jade to verify his identity at such a time?

Based on current evidence, no one in the hospital seemed problematic, yet the children’s cholera could not have been a natural infection. There must be something he had overlooked, but what could it be?

After decades of teaching and so many students, relying on the sound of a voice to identify someone seemed a bit too fantastical.

The first thing that came into view was Du Zhankui’s repulsive face, which was currently twisted into an arrogant smile as he looked at Chen Yao.

Tang Qianlin and the others were stunned. Wasn’t this basically consistent with the deductions made earlier by Tang Qianlin and Li Yunfan?

Actually, if he had a car like this, it wouldn’t be bad to pick up and drop off Yimo at school every day, would it?

He was in his forties, in the prime of his life; aside from his receding hairline which was a bit of an eyesore, the rest was quite decent.

Li Jun lowered his head deeply. It turned out his wife had known everything all along; he now wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

The road to the border was neither wide nor narrow; two cars could pass each other without issue, but there were no lights on the road, and nighttime visibility was significantly reduced.

“I am Han Yukun. We should have the potential for cooperation, right?” The middle-aged man’s demeanor was calm and his expression relaxed, clearly confident in his success.