Chapter 68: Truly Deserving of Death a Thousand Times Over

It was obvious that the third, fourth, and fifth brothers mentioned by the bald-headed man were the three poachers who had died at Lin Xing's hands a few days ago.

The scar-faced man smacked his lips and chimed in, "Yeah, we sent them out to get some game, and they haven't come back in several days. Could they have really been attacked by wild beasts in the mountains?"

After a brief pause, the scar-faced man shook his head and added, "That shouldn't be possible..."

Hearing her words, Hu Cheng was momentarily dazed. Home? It had been such a long time since he heard a word so warm and distant. Recently, only Du Ruoxi had allowed him to faintly experience the warmth of a home.

In just a moment, the previously crowded queue of new students had completely vanished, leaving only Ling Feng and his companions standing before the academy gates.

Watching Xiao Xun looking so adorable, Tuoba Shao could not help but smile with satisfaction as he began to eat the noodles in his bowl.

Although Twin Cities served as the royal capital, it was not large in scale, and the city walls were rather low. The Donghu people were truly poor at building cities and even worse at constructing houses. Viewed from the outside, the royal palace appeared to be nothing more than an oversized courtyard. The group rode directly into the palace, coming to a halt only before the main hall.

"General Ruan first sought cooperation with you and later approached me. As a token of sincerity for the partnership, this agreement was naturally handed to me as well. However, I rejected his cooperation proposal. I truly cannot believe that elderly gentlemen like you would resort to such actions in your old age," Mu Ningning said with a trace of disdain.

Why was it that the King of Mountain Gods, Remnant Cloud, the God of Earth, Yellow Leaf Earth, and the God of Ice and Snow, Chillingly Cold, had blocked my path with countless celestial soldiers, repeatedly shouting that they wanted to capture me? What on earth had happened?

That's right, just moments ago at Jingyuan Cemetery, Du Lisong had proposed slipping away from police surveillance. He then found a cemetery worker of a similar build to swap clothes with, thereby confusing the two plainclothes officers tailing him.

"If I want his life, you cannot stop me either," the youth in blood-red robes said, pointing a somewhat sharp finger at Xuantian. His eyes were brimming with confidence, as if the astonishing strength Leng Mengyao had just displayed meant little to nothing in front of him.

"How could you possibly know my identity? The avatar I cultivate practices the Ninth-Grade Heavenly Immortal Art, and the energy radiating from my entire body is immortal Qi," True Monarch Wan Yao asked in disbelief.

The fifth stone was won jointly by another wave of merchants for a price of four hundred million. Ultimately, this precious jade of Guo Huai's fetched a staggering high price of 2.39 billion, breaking the record for the highest-priced single jade item in Taiyun City.

Although he had already been making preparations in secret, he did not want to appear overly eager, lest certain people try to take advantage and push their luck out of insatiable greed.

"What? I'm too weak? You're courting death." With a single puff from this burly man, a burst of fire spewed forth, but Chu Tian immediately enveloped him in a mass of water. Not only that, Chu Tian also released that fish.

The monk smiled without answering, and Jia Qing did not argue with him. If this person wasn't a fake, he was a genuine immortal, and he would surely know how to save Jia Jing.

There was no help for it. Although everyone wanted to beat him up, his combat prowess was simply too formidable, and no one could bear the brunt of his retaliation. By now, no one dared to challenge him anymore.

Tan Xiaoxuan and Ahu asked together, "What do you plan to do?" Zhou Miaomiao also temporarily stopped shedding tears, opening a pair of beautiful eyes brimming with moisture as she stared at Ma Zhe.

Sato Tsuru's sixth sense told him that something had changed. Yet, even knowing that something bad had happened, he could neither guess what it was nor figure out how to respond.

With that, Shadow Charm shed three black feathers from her body. After pausing briefly in the air, they flew swiftly toward Blazing Spirit.

The strongest warriors throughout the generations of the Aoyagi family had relied on this ancestral martial art to suppress all directions and make their name renowned across Japan.

As for those advanced cultivators at the Dan-formation stage, they naturally acted as if nothing was the matter. After all, they shared the exact same cultivation level as this Flood Dragon. Even though it possessed late Dan-formation cultivation, a mere Flood Dragon soul was not enough to shock them deeply.