Volume 1, Chapter 35: The Emergence of the Twenty-Four Sea-Suppressing Pearls

Lin Yang was practicing his divine ability when suddenly a strange sensation surged through his heart. Instinctively, he ceased his cultivation, and his eyes transformed into a swirling void as he gazed beyond Penglai Island.

In a certain direction outside the island, a majestic torrent of multicolored light erupted.

Adina, the uninvited third wheel, pretended not to hear and turned her face away, glancing around until she spotted Qin Zongxiao across from her.

The original intention behind building this arena was to provide Master Feng a place to conduct preliminary tests after crafting items.

As the patrol drew near, Ming Sheng drew a short wooden stick from behind his waist and, from several steps away, threw it toward a nearby fence.

Frankly speaking, if the Transcendent Clan were frightened by the collective self-destruction of the molecular people, the surviving members could choose to flee, returning to the transcendent realm to prepare for their next invasion.

Ming She and Zhu Jiuyin exchanged glances, each seeing the same expression reflected in the other’s eyes.

Especially for the natives of the primary universe, this would resonate deeply; too many unprecedented events had recently unfolded. Look, even Thor, the Thunder God, and Loki, the Evil God, had come to blows.

Regardless of whether one could understand Fu Diao’s performance, simply appreciating it would reveal a rare and pure beauty within his music.

The results were certainly favorable; Emperor Wuyang’s army of 150,000 maintained discipline even superior to other vassal kings commanding merely 20 to 30 thousand troops.

Moreover, only after setting off did he realize that this journey was merely to transport contraband, and he was merely the escort.

Yin Feng joked that she had gained weight. The man was truly foolish—clearly a first-time father—failing to notice that this was a natural effect of pregnancy.

Throughout the entire process, he never once touched the cigarette with his fingers; he simply bowed his head slightly, pursed his thin lips, and held the cigarette between them.

The whole night, she felt utterly drained—not from the man pressing down upon her, but from the ordeal itself.

That year, the Pang family’s merchant ship never returned, leaving everyone filled with worry. Yet no one could help; even members of the Pang family came multiple times to inquire, but Chen Yu was powerless to assist.

“On a business trip,” Yu You’an said without looking at her, hastily zipping up the suitcase as if pressed for time.

Before the banquet concluded, Nangong Linyi sought out Jin Ling’ao. “I have no intention of inheriting your estate or anything like that this time. I’ve made up my mind—I won’t stay here. In a few days, I’ll return to my country. So the position you wanted to pass on, you should give it to Nuo Mingyu instead,” Nangong Linyi declared firmly.

Sure enough, after a while, some brothers from the city approached Zheng Ba and nodded toward a chubby man standing behind him.

After Ouyang Yingqi and Nangong Linyi left for Jinling State, Yu Ziqian and the others continued their campus lives as before.

“I understand.” Qingwu Feiyang arrived at an unknown yet exquisitely beautiful place using a teleportation method described by Andy.

If that was truly the goal, then it had been achieved. The widespread negative comments and insults online had already caught the attention of the municipal bureau.

Litian certainly had no shortage of loyal treasures, but within his cave abode, in front of his subordinates, he dared not be overbearing. Before much had happened, both he and Rong You began bleeding. Rong You was alone, but he was not—the disciples were all watching.

The two fought with tremendous momentum; every move shook the heavens and earth. Ling Ruoxu was a first-level Martial King, while the giant was a terrestrial demon, equivalent in strength to a human Martial King. As a magical beast, he held the advantage in physicality and for a time, firmly suppressed Ling Ruoxu.

At that moment, Roar’s face was pale and bloodless. He lifted his eyes to look toward the front cage, where the iron bars on the right suddenly lifted and opened with a clang.