Volume 1, Chapter 28: Breakthrough, Hunyuan Golden Immortal!

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Lin Yang’s observation of the birth and growth of all living things within the world of the Cauldron of Creation was not cultivation in the traditional sense.

Dongfang Feng’er had already swiped the door open. Facing the inquiry from Yin Sha, she replied indifferently, "I am here to deliver dinner to the guest!" As she spoke, she didn't pause for a moment, intending to slip right into the room.

This was quite awkward; among the thirty head coaches in the entire league, Coach Spoelstra likely held the least authority, bar none.

Dozens of energy arrows pulsing with formidable power struck back, instantly exploding at the entrance of the passage. The powerful energy fluctuations blasted several massive holes into the tunnel’s opening in the blink of an eye.

Yun Feiyang’s breathing grew rapid, his state of mind in unprecedented turmoil, and his expression became increasingly ferocious.

Betali, wreathed in black mist, was terrifying. He disposed of Adams in nearly an instant before charging toward Hong Wu and the others; killing Adams had been merely incidental, as his true targets were the Chinese.

Watching from the side, Sun Cheng wished he could sew his mouth shut. It wasn't that Sun Cheng feared attracting jealousy; he simply did not care about the opinions of the other youths.

The other gamblers in the casino stopped what they were doing and gathered around the table to watch the spectacle. A game of such high stakes was rarely seen, even in a grand casino like Caesar’s Palace; to those gamblers, it was nothing short of a major battle.

If one were to pick the least effective of similar medicinal ingredients, or choose wrongly, defeat would be absolutely certain.

Gu Ke opened her palm, and the black energy was already capable of enveloping her hand like thick, dark flames, looking exceptionally breathtaking and startling.

Seeing that the parties involved had left, the surrounding crowd naturally dispersed, and Ye Gongzhi and the others could not remain there for long, so they departed as well.

Luo Xiang’an pulled back the "Heartwood Guardian" with force and wiped the surface of the shield, making it as smooth as a mirror.

Hong Chong had not expected that a casual remark of his would make Liuna somewhat displeased.

Eventually, the group arrived at the plaza in front of the great hall, the very place where Bai Ce had first seen that stone rock.

On the other side, Xiang Wentian had no heart to participate in tomorrow’s election for the alliance leader, so he rode the clouds back to Tiger Gate.

Where the black flesh had been completely cleared away, the ancient stone walls exuded an inexplicable aura, as if a giant were awakening from a deep slumber.

They were one such team, united by the connections of their respective families. Coming to Xia City on New Year’s Eve to stir up trouble was a trial activity for their team.

According to the schedule, Guan Dadong anticipated that Tiangang had already eliminated Lin Xian’er and that it was time for his return. However, his calculations were off; Tiangang returned to Tiger Gate in a fit of rage. Upon seeing Guan Dadong, Tiangang was left speechless.

As the door opened, a soft body collided into her arms, causing Lin Xiaoxiao to wince in pain with stars dancing before her eyes.

"Beneath Zhongnan Mountain, the Tomb of the Living Dead!" Zhang Qingming, who had been sitting in the row behind me like a motionless, expressionless statue, suddenly spoke in a cold voice, as if he had risen from the dead.

The night was so dark, and the environment so dismal. Baili Nuyun wanted to say something trivial to ease the atmosphere, but unfortunately, Shi Lantao could not speak, so she turned her head away in frustration, even though all she could see was the endless night.

My heart trembled, and I hurriedly shifted my feet to dodge, pushing off the ground with force to leap to the side. The warrior figurine lunged with its sword, striking only empty air.