Chapter 64: The Finals

"Regardless of who I am, how are you planning to deal with them?" Zhou Tong put on quite an air, looking no less formidable than an officer from a county defense bureau.

"Well, isn't it pretty much the same? Taking a bath just doesn't feel right without scrubbing off the grime." Zhou Tong chuckled shamelessly, continuing to scrub away the dirt.

"The only person who can fire me is the general manager. You have no right," Qin Yang said lazily, before turning and leaving with Tao Caijie, not wanting to waste any breath on such a person.

Since Li Mu was unaware that Xue Lengyu had been divorced by her husband, he could never have imagined that she and Murong Haoxuan had once had a past. Moreover, judging by her attitude, she didn't seem to regard it as a shameful matter at all. Assuming Murong Haoxuan had simply lost face and was flying into a rage out of humiliation, Li Mu let out a bitter laugh and gently pressed down on his shoulder, forcing him back into his seat.

The base where the Blue came from was the largest, most populous, and most secure base on the entire planet—the Dragon Soaring Base.

"A little bit." Xue Lengyu twisted her waist, glad that she had maintained her habit of running and working out in the market. Though her physique could not compare to those accustomed to heavy physical labor, she was immeasurably stronger than the frail and delicate Xue Lengyu of the past.

At that moment, Qin Yang heard Sun Qi's continuous voice of encouragement coming from inside, leading him to guess that Liu Molan's rehabilitation therapy was not going very well.

Furthermore, that lolicon fat-topped weirdo had been alone with Lulus in a place with no outsiders; one hardly needed to use their imagination to figure out what had just transpired.

"What a mighty offensive!" The heroes cried out in terror. The power of this palm strike was unquestionable; it was definitely capable of severely injuring or instantly killing a Great Luo Golden Immortal.

"I remember you're always punctual. Why are you so early today?" Ye Ci tugged at her somewhat oversized fur coat. She was far too slender, and this coat, made to standard sizing, hung loosely on her frame. Without pulling it tighter, it offered almost no warmth at all.

Several picks and shovels were discarded in a nearby pit, and an unrecognizable machine lay tilted to one side, leaking a massive amount of engine oil that had soaked the yellow earth.

Originally, none of those soldiers had their eyes open, but at this moment, thousands of pairs of eyes opened simultaneously. It felt like a muffled thunderclap suddenly bursting across a pitch-black night sky, striking the heart with a soul-shaking resonance as if crossing into another world.

"Not good!" The moment the Scorpion Demon General realized the power of the beam of light, he cried out in alarm and immediately tried to retreat in all directions. However, his speed was still no match for the beam. The very instant he took a step, the pillar of lightning engulfed him, and thousands of electric serpents relentlessly lashed at his body.

Risking one's life was nothing new, and Qin Feng felt entirely confident about it. Hearing Qin Feng's unhesitating reply, Xiang Niyubai smiled and nodded, a look of satisfaction spreading across his face.

The martial arts of the Ancient Clan were utterly unique; they could utilize the radiance in their palms to injure enemies or employ evasion techniques to constantly dodge attacks. This ghostly footwork was nearly impossible to guard against, and he continually used this trick to harvest the lives of innocent disciples.

Nian Xiang was still very young, and having joined the Black Banner not long ago, he knew nothing of its cruel side. Once someone joined the Black Banner, regardless of the reason, they were barred from quitting. Choosing to leave meant facing punishment from the banner's law enforcement unit.

To this day, Old Yang Four still considered himself a beloved leader, which was rather ironic. If he had been betrayed by his former brothers, he probably would have wished he were dead.

Before he could even utter a word after the call connected, Jiang Yuxuan on the other end began playing pranks.

The surrounding trees swayed to and fro, the sand and soil piled by the roadside for paving collapsed with a rustle, and several picks and shovels leaning against the wall clattered to the ground.

"Wait a minute," Chen Long shouted. Seeing that Ji Yuno had tidied her clothes and put her duck-tongue cap and sunglasses back on, he stood up, walked to the door, and peered through the peephole. Sure enough, four Hong Kong police officers were standing outside.

The Guque Sect and the Golden Light Temple were top-tier sects of the exact same caliber, neither able to suppress the other! His earlier attempt to intimidate the opponent by dropping the name of the Golden Light Temple now seemed rather laughable.

"Your will is my command, Imperial Uncle-Grandfather." Li Jing knew he had no room to refuse, yet a cold smile crept onto the corner of his lips.

Murong Liuxue slowly opened his eyes and took a deep breath, expelling the suffocating terror of nearly drowning just moments before. Yet, the next second, as he looked down at his attire, he froze and let out a helpless, bitter laugh.

"It's as simple as this..." The mysterious crystal-black demon chuckled, lowering his voice to transmit a secret message.

Li Zheng found it hard to understand why the beasts had not launched their attack simultaneously with the Jing State army, choosing instead to wait until now, when the Jing State army had been routed once again, to finally make their move.

An eerie silence descended upon the scene. Only the combatants locked in battle knew how turbulent the undercurrents were beneath the seemingly calm surface. This battle was almost identical to the day Meng had come to assassinate Brother Badger; both sides were exerting every ounce of effort to conceal their presence while searching for each other's shadow.

Recalling Lu Buwei's unruffled state of mind, Ying Zheng could sense the explosive, soaring advancement of Lu Buwei's strength.

"How could that be? Cicada, I don't know how much you understand about Xiaoyue, but I can tell you for a fact that Xiaoyue is no match for the people sent by those major powers," Shi Yunzhi said with a smile.

As external primordial energy continued to pour in, Jiang Mo's dantian became filled with milky-white currents of energy.

Tuoba Jie laughed coldly and shook his head upon hearing this. Having already endured countless separations and reunions with Murong Lan, he no longer dared to believe whether they could ever truly be together.

"Disperse, Thousand Faces and Disguise!" Xiuyue took off her cloak, chanted a mantra with pinched fingers, and watched her ugly face transform into a delicate and pretty one, much like a 3D special effect.

"Why didn't you follow him? Unless the demon race faces life and death, he will not come to find you." The spiritual avatar of Houtu appeared and said softly.