Chapter 38: I Wish for Every One of You to Soar Like a Phoenix

"Sister Beibei, what is this 'Support-type Battle Spirit Master' you’re talking about? I’ve never heard of it before."

The sheer volume of information Bei Beibei had just unleashed left Bai Ningxue’s mind in a muddle, struggling to process it all. As for Zhu Zhushuang standing beside her, it went without saying—just contemplating the possibility of other developmental directions for her Hell Civet Spirit had already exhausted her mental capacity.

"As if you would have heard of it!"

This was a transcendence from ten thousand years in the future.

In truth, after issuing this order, Shangguan Jinglei had already foreseen the fate of these brave warriors. The Fierce Tiger Legion had, after all, suffered under the firepower of the Vermilion Bird Army more than once.

Comparing him to the heroes of his generation, even among the nobility and the imperial clan, there were few who could surpass him.

Moreover, they had lost in such an unsightly manner. Throughout the entire battle, let alone defeating any one of the Shrek Seven Devils, they had actually managed the humiliating feat of being swept by a single opponent.

"Besides, if I knew where this medicine was produced, wouldn't I already know what it is? Would I still need to come looking for you?"

Hearing Uchiha Makoto criticize the First Hokage and Uchiha Madara without reservation, the others from the various villages dared not respond.

I also knew that Yang Dan’s words were not intended for me, but for Ian Jing.

I had done terrible things to Ian Jing, and to top it off, I had kicked her to the curb right after we graduated from university.

Luluoke and Baimi had also driven here and met up with Memanbo. Since the work had begun, sitting in the hotel would only lead to restless worrying; it was better to come and see for oneself.

She knew without even looking that the only person arrogant enough to ride a horse through the imperial palace for amusement was Prince Ning, Li Yun.

Nurse Han, who had come in to change the IV drip, screamed in excitement upon seeing Qian Yizhen open her eyes.

The Three Pure Ones, by joining forces, could summon the primordial spirit of Pangu—this was a life-saving ultimate technique that the Three Pure Ones had possessed since the very beginning of time.

The gray-robed old man tremblingly raised his hand, but he could no longer clench his fingers. The short sword that had accompanied him for half his life slowly slipped from his grasp, just like his ebbing life. The venom of the Han Blood seeped in from behind his heart, greedily devouring his life force.

Just moments ago, Victor and Faceless had finished their battle and returned to the New Hope settlement with the opponent's corpse.

With that, a new order was issued. Tang Haofei and the others raised their hands, and as bolts of lightning converged, the entire Void Realm was transformed into a pool of thunder within a short span of time.

One must realize that although everyone's strength was suppressed for the moment, there was no significant difference in their fundamental essence. It could be said that while a one-on-one fight guaranteed a kill, a one-on-three was rather difficult to manage.

Having said that, Wang Hao did not hesitate. He turned and strode toward the willow forest, using his own laws of space and time to contend against the laws of order; while he could not suppress them, it was enough to ensure his own safety and mobility.

Ye Chenfeng pulled Bai Jie into his arms, then unceremoniously wrapped his large hand around her slender waist.

Sima Chong was no fool. He constantly dispatched scouts to track the movements of the Zhao army, hoping to get a better grasp of his surroundings. When the scouts reported that they had discovered the Zhao army’s supply train, Sima Chong was so happy he nearly jumped off his horse to dance—it was as if the heavens had opened their eyes, granting him exactly what he desired.

"I wouldn't dare. However, it seems there is a deeper meaning behind your thoughts, my lord?" Fei Yi said with a smile.

Even though the prize pool continued to grow, with dozens of treasures now worth a king's ransom and enough to make anyone green with envy, no young alchemist dared to step forward and challenge Du Ziheng again.

At the same time, the members of the Sea God Sect beside him, along with masters from other factions, all opened their barriers, expending their energy to resist.

Looking toward the foundation platform from the water's surface, I was astonished to find that this formation was truly magnificent. The waves surged and tumbled, layer upon layer, grand and vast. It had the momentum of a rushing spring; yet it was calm as a mirror, gentle, clear, and serene, carrying a quiet beauty.