Volume 1, Chapter 36: Favorable Timing and Terrain, Battling the Ancestral Dragon Once More

Who is it? At this moment, the Ancestral Dragon was struck with utter disbelief; someone had actually snatched food from the dragon's mouth. Right under his very nose, they had stolen what belonged to him!

However... why? Although he was deeply shocked that someone could hide so close to him without his knowledge or ability to detect them, Master Li had spoken: if Jiang Weichen could meet Li Yunche and persuade him to agree personally, he would no longer interfere. After all, this was their own choice, and they could blame no one else.

Setting aside Lu Zhi's business dealings for a moment, a luxurious carriage was currently speeding toward the Gluttony Pavilion.

With added health and defense, ordinary players could no longer break through his defenses. Coupled with extremely high magic resistance—and given that mages' damage was naturally low in the early stages—he was practically unstoppable now.

As Mu Tianchen listened to him, a thought gradually took shape: could he make use of the demonic beasts in his territory? By using their fur to mask his own scent, he might just be able to try this method.

A clear waterfall cascaded down from the summit, falling from a height of ten thousand meters, stretching from the top of the immortal mountain all the way to the base.

He had merely been looking for something to throw at Lu Zhi; he didn't actually want to wreck the restaurant. Besides, who ever heard of a renovation project where a sworn enemy shows up to help smash the walls? It was laughable.

"Since you refuse to show respect, taste the power of my spearwork," Zhu Deng declared, lunging forward with his spear. Hou Junda had no time to spare and hastily raised his own to parry. The two were instantly locked in combat.

Ling Feng did a quick mental calculation: with his attack power, it would take about six strikes to finish the job. As for how many hits he might take before dying? That wasn't even a concern; if a top-tier assassin were to get injured fighting a sheep, he would be the laughingstock of the world.

"Mom... I had those photos because Qin Wei pushed me too far!" Qin Jingying gritted her teeth as she showed her mother the photos Qin Wei had sent her.

The flames within this river of molten magma were not ordinary fire; they were a type Xu Zimo had never seen before, yet he could sense they were extraordinary.

Connecting his mental energy to the grass on the mountain peak in the north of the city, Chen Feng looked through the blades of grass and caught sight of Ashe and Ahri in seclusion.

Old Monk Tianzhi and the other seven leaders of the Eight Great Sects exchanged glances, their eyes meeting to instantly solidify their strategy.

At the same time, Zhang Ying wiped away her tears and turned to head downstairs. By a stroke of bad timing, the moment she reached the bottom, Yan Xi appeared with her group, walking up the stairs. Seeing this scene, she approached with a look of surprise.

However, his ability to draw directly upon the power of heaven and earth using blood spirits to fight was a supernatural power that only those above the Death Realm could command.

"Hmph! Leng Jian, even if I am injured, I am more than capable of killing you. Do you believe me?" Feng Ruxue retorted with a cold snort, feigning composure.

In the top right corner of the screen, four out of the five kill notifications belonged to Jiang Kairan. Since he had entered the game, he had essentially been flooding the feed.

"Haha, I'm just a simple man. Qianxing Medical Hall is short on hands right now, so it's only right that I lend a hand," Du Yuan explained.

Wang Xuetong was not one to overstay her welcome. Since they had put it that way, she couldn't very well linger, so she rose and took her leave.

However, after Chen Hao unleashed one sword gleam, he leisurely waved the Azure Dragon Sword in his hand again. Another gleam, over ten feet long, stirred up winds and clouds as it surged toward Zhong Tianrong.

A sharp glint flashed in the Hunchback's eyes as he swung his cane down fiercely toward Qin Xiao. Simultaneously, he hurled the clay bowl from his left hand at Mo Xi. It spun rapidly before shattering into shards, which flew toward every vital point on Mo Xi's body.