Volume 1, Chapter 40: The Beast Tide Is About to Begin

"I was merely trying to capture two spirit beasts; who knew I would be so heavy-handed..."

Before Wen Ye could finish his sentence, Bai Zhi appeared before him and slammed a fist into his chest, forcing him to stumble back several paces before he could steady himself.

"You..."

He also began to suspect that it was the Ghost Emperor’s crossing of boundaries that had caused so much chaos and disorder in the human realm.

Although Uncle Snake felt no psychological burden about becoming a rogue ninja of Konoha, the timing was not yet ripe.

Mother Wang grew desperate and suddenly opened her mouth, spitting out a mass of black matter. Xuan Yangzi, finally unable to stomach it, immediately withdrew his Yin Soldier Tiger Tally and leaped back repeatedly to escape the range of her attack.

Recalling the trembling tone of the frog messenger when he spoke to Brother Ryan, Lucy had found it strange at the time, but now that she understood the reason, it all made sense.

Afterward, the car drifted toward the transparent tank containing Wang Fu and fired directly, shattering the glass.

In fact, a dungeon is not a true plane of existence but a mental realm akin to a dream. Each time Yi Qiu enters a dungeon, the process is much like mages projecting their consciousness into the Astral Plane; his physical body remains in the primary plane, which is Earth.

Only by facing Shiki the Golden Lion in person and engaging him in battle could one truly understand the momentum behind his sword—there was no elegance, no agility, only a straightforward, domineering force.

In a sense, the Child of the Contract of Sobek is not a particularly powerful combat unit.

It was precisely because the Fourth Mizukage saw the lack of unity among the Five Kage that he dared to dangle such bait.

Ah Xing was stunned. What had just happened to him? He had almost fallen into a deep existential crisis, wondering who he was and where he was.

This was incredibly awkward. He had just finished showing off and it was the perfect moment to leave, cloaked in mystery and fame; if he stayed rooted to the spot for too long, wouldn’t he lose all his cool?

It was normal for there to be large fish in deep water. What was abnormal was that those giant carp were arranged head-to-tail in two perfectly neat lines, like a well-trained army, moving in perfect unison with steady flicks of their tails.

Jiang Jianhua had intended to say more to Chen Baliang, but seeing Nalan Rulong present, he could not bring himself to speak.

Therefore, if Yang Renxiao stood by and watched Li Hongyu fall into prison, fifteen percent of the students in Xiangyang Prefecture would not go to petition before the Office of the Surveillance Commissioner, which would have a significant impact.

After a long while, Augustus finally recovered from his green-faced stupor, his expression twisting back into the contorted mess it had been when they first met.

"I won't abstain, I won't abstain anymore, drink up..." Hearing this, Elder Xun shook his head with a bitter smile, yet he still did not refuse.

Thirty-four-year-old Everton captain Phil Jagielka felt his luck was abysmal today. Facing the slippery Silva and Aguero, he had mindlessly conceded two penalties. With this being his contract year, these two fouls made him feel truly aged.

To enter politics, Kaladze needed that hundred million; he needed to use the investment to break into the oligarchs' circle and qualify to become a pawn in their hands.

Yang Yi had not expected to encounter the man Yuan Tiangang called the "Great Tang's Number One Martial Artist" so soon after parting ways with him. Yang Yi had previously assumed he was fated never to meet such an elusive figure.

After walking for nearly two minutes, a stone door appeared ahead. Sun Qian spotted the button on the side at a glance and twisted it; the door slowly opened, revealing a large garden belonging to the villa.

Sun Minghua, the grand boss of the prestigious Minghua Real Estate and a formidable figure with tens of millions, if not hundreds of millions, in assets—could a phone call to such a person really be made so easily?