Chapter 123: Completely Gone

According to Monkey and the others, these were the only corpses whose faces could still be identified; the rest, reduced to mangled limbs and fragments, were disposed of on the spot.

Lying outermost was Zhao Jianjun, the father of Zhao Aikun. Only half of his body remained; his lower half had been pulverized, leaving at most his upper torso intact enough for his features to be clearly recognized.

Zhao Aikun knelt there for ten minutes or so.

Zhang Ye was overjoyed and longed to offer his sincere gratitude, yet he felt that any words would seem pale and powerless. He already owed his senior sister far too much.

"Not long ago, I received instructions from Her Highness, the Queen Mother. Do you know? Her tone was strange as she told me to value you, and also to treat the Sky-Piercing Leopard well," Changkong Jiran leaned in and whispered via telepathy.

After the second cut was made, there was still nothing to be found, which surprised Su You slightly. He looked up at the young man in the arena.

Just as Ye Jie was wondering how to respond, Su You, who was standing below, suddenly spoke up. At that moment, Su You felt that it was his turn to speak; it was time to take the initiative.

"Human, you have thoroughly enraged me." The Savage Bone Reaper transformed both hands into long blades, his momentum surging as he charged toward Zhang Yan.

Zhang Ye did not actually want to kill her—he mainly wanted to scare her—but hearing her speak again gave him a headache.

My squad leader smiled at the recruit platoon leader and replied that I was too energetic and was keeping everyone awake, so he intended to take me out for some training.

"What are you two laughing at?" Li Hua'er asked, peering at Li Tian and Li Qi'er with curiosity.

Looking at the family portrait of the old gentleman and listening to his story, I found myself at a loss for words to comfort him.

Seeing Su You sit down, the old lady looked at him and asked. It was unclear whether the old lady was forgetful or what, as she had clearly spoken to him about it earlier, yet she had already forgotten.

Since the hosts had gone to the back rooms with the songstresses to study music and dance, the banquet came to an end.

Being able to submit a Tier 4 spirit beast could earn one a management position within the Rogue Cultivator Alliance; if one could hand over a Tier 5 spirit beast or an Ice Spirit Fruit, the position obtained would be even higher.

The cultivator surnamed Zhou gritted his teeth, his face filled with indignation. He gave up the chase for the distant cultivator and instead rapidly maneuvered his magical tool to track another cultivator with a similar aura.

Upon hearing this, the disciples all nodded in silence, each lost in their own calculations. After all, some of the things Fu Yangtao had just mentioned were not yet widely known in the cultivation world, so everyone needed to ponder them carefully.

"Amitabha, Fellow Daoist, why not experience this for yourself!" As soon as the Daoist Jie Yin finished speaking, a divine light flashed around his body, and he was already within the Bodhi Formation.

The story Xu Shu was telling him now was exactly the same as his own current predicament.

Long Hou had once merged with the Hellfire of Hellboy, proving that this method had a certain degree of feasibility.

Seeing this, Heng Shui flicked his hand, and the five water columns turned into four. Nan Li'ao saw this and changed his hand seals, causing the water columns to merge again into three.

With that said, divine light flashed around each of them as they either engaged in battle with Sun Wukong or headed toward the South Heaven Gate to clash with the Three-Eyed Demon King.

When his injuries were fully recovered, he finally understood. The world consciousness of this realm was the Great Death God. This was the reason why there were only Death Gods in this world and no angels; everything was created by the world consciousness, and the Great Death God was merely its projection, its incarnation.

In the blink of an eye, the passage that had once been about the height of a person now closed up so tightly that not even a finger could be inserted into the seam.

Turning her head away, she looked toward her young master, who was sitting upright on the couch in the pavilion. Sure enough, seeing the cold sneer curling the corners of Sun Long's mouth, she could not help but step back two paces.