Chapter 58

This section of millennium-old tree heart is over a zhang in length, as thick as a large bowl, with a rounded surface and a jade-like texture. Yet its fractured ends are jagged and slanted, sharp as blades, hard and piercing.

Seeing the familiar characters "Long Song" in the upper left corner of the game interface, Su Zhe's emotions were difficult to describe. Ever since his parents monitored him and forbade him from going online, Su Zhe had not logged on for nearly four months.

The ninja of Konoha and the army of the Reanimation Jutsu charged head-on, colliding like two opposing torrents crashing into one another.

There were many of his former comrades and brothers here, even though this cataclysm had changed them from what they once were.

In a dim secret room, an oil lamp sat on the table, its bean-sized flame quietly emitting light, dancing gently with the breathing of the figure behind the table, while the long shadow on the wall swayed along with it.

Yet, seeing Xie Yifeng wake up and immediately strike, the old man took a step back, extended a large hand, and effortlessly caught Xie Yifeng's fist.

These past few days, Baal and Samigina had also been anxious and frantic, watching as the strength of the enemy on the opposite side increased day by day, with armies of the eighth rank beginning to be measured in the tens of thousands. They had long foreseen that this day would arrive sooner or later, but they had not expected that after only forty years, the human army would set out with such impatience.

Lieshan pushed open the door and found that Kong Xuan was not tending to the plants he cultivated as he usually did, but was instead sitting cross-legged on a cattail mat with his eyes slightly closed, his aura steady and slender. "Uncle Kong, I brought some roasted meat," Lieshan said, instinctively lowering his voice.

The old man said in a deep voice, "This place is far from lakes, and there are no wild beasts around to hunt, so we can only survive by eating some leaves and plants." Having said this, he let out a couple of coughs.

Flashes of lightning and electric arcs flickered across his body, and his wrists twisted in a bizarre fashion, transcending the limits of what an ordinary person could achieve.

Fang Yi could only feel goosebumps breaking out all over his body. He had thought he was shameless enough, but he never expected this fatty to be capable of such shamelessness, reaching the absolute pinnacle of shamelessness.

In the silent, sparse woods, the occasional call of a bird could be heard. A group of people were holding down a horse that lay on its back with its four hooves up in the air; its head was tethered, three of its legs were tied, and one leg was fitted with a plaster boot, while a man repaired the boot for it.

As the name implied, this martial art technique was utterly formidable, belonging to the imperial-grade arts. If successfully mastered, it could shatter the heavens, churn and boil the seas, and its destructive power was terrifying to the extreme.

The guards were also badly frightened. Hearing Zhang Song's words, they felt a shock in their hearts and immediately obeyed the command. The convoy changed direction, exiting through the East Gate and winding its way toward Fucheng.

"A few more corpses with their souls sucked out have been brought to the Ministry of Punishments in the city, and Master told you to go and take a look." The voice calling from outside the door was indeed Qin'er.

The steward had been drinking, and just like Qian Xiwu, he let out a sharp gasp from the burning alcohol. He placed his wine cup on the ground and took a bite of meat.

"No." Kou Ziling shook his head, refusing decisively. His expression remained as usual; he could feel the oppressive aura radiating from Xu Zhong, but that was the extent of it. Because it was not only Xu Zhong who had gained benefits and breakthroughs from battle after battle—he had done so as well.

This time, Jiang Yu went in bare-handed, rushing forward to kick fiercely at the divine-looking man. Naturally, his attacks posed no threat to the divine man; he was still beaten up, flying and tumbling across the ground.

Xiao Qingchan was naturally well aware of this organization, but she had never expected that they would dare to set their sights on Zhang Tianxue.

As it happened, because Jiang Yu had collected too many spirit stone resources from the major top factions, those factions needed to sell some precious materials, which fit Jiang Yu's intentions perfectly.

"The Yishen Sect has reasons why I must go!" Zhao Chen truly had no improper thoughts regarding the Yishen Sect; to put it mildly, his conscience was clear.

I have thought it through very well, and I don't think He Hanchuan would do such a thing. Xiang Wan furrowed her brow slightly. He Hanchuan will be coming to pick me up later, so Sister-in-law, please don't mention this matter anymore.

Chapter 1414: Why do I feel like none of you seem jealous at all?

Everyone looked up at the imperial essence blood drifting down from the sky. Whose imperial intent could it be if not that of the Supreme Emperor of Heaven?

Having finally found their target without even gathering any evidence, if all of them died here, it would mean all their efforts had been in vain. At the very least, leaving one captive alive would suffice to catch the mastermind behind the scenes.

Ye Tian suddenly remembered the matter concerning Principal Wang, and decided to bring it up and discuss it with everyone right here.

Only after Su Yijin asked the question did she feel she had overstepped, and she looked at the old woman with inevitable worry, afraid that she would anger her.

Even in his presence, the people of the Flame Dragon Prison dared to act so lawless, completely disregarding the Mandate-Governing Department.

As she was letting her thoughts run wild in all directions, over there, Chu Qingwan had already informed Ji Mo of Shen Siyin's intentions. Upon hearing this, Ji Mo wore a somewhat solemn expression on his face, turned his head, and looked at Shen Siyin: "Have you really thought this through?"

At a glance, Kim Jong-hwan began to shout loudly as he walked. With people coming and going in the hotel lobby, he certainly did not want too many people to see him talking with Wang Tian, which would spell nothing good for either of them.

"Whew~~~ I must say, the items have all been collected and the money is completely spent. The price for the Yang-Restoring Rejuvenation Pill you requested is around fifty to seventy million taels." Having finished eating and drinking, Fang Sufu completed his mission and unburdened his mind.