Chapter 33: Intimidation in Public

Sheng Xiayan did not panic. Instead, she slowly surveyed the room, a flicker of coldness crossing her eyes before she raised her gaze to meet the Marchioness directly. At that moment, the Marchioness felt as though the other woman’s stare were as sharp as ice, an invisible blade cutting through her heart that left her feeling inexplicably unsettled. Their gazes clashed in the air, and the atmosphere grew abruptly tense. Although the Marchioness was the hostess of the banquet, under Sheng Xiayan’s icy glare...

Everyone turned toward the speaker, especially Cheng Pansheng. Seeing the man’s gloomy and indifferent expression, he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow; the feeling of being watched by a venomous snake was... unpleasant.

Thinking of this, Ye Qingmian suddenly felt a sense of schadenfreude. Watching Li Zhaishu and his two companions, who were about to step into a new battlefield, he felt a strange sense of superiority rise within him. A smile, sympathetic and regretful, appeared on his face—very gentlemanly.

It was not that Wang Xun did not want to stay with them, but the original agreement had been to bring them to the Nether Heaven, not necessarily to remain together throughout.

Since none of the three abilities could effectively deal with Hattori Hanzo, it seemed he would have to resort to brute force.

Only as he drew closer did he see the man clearly; his features were actually quite delicate, but his defining characteristic was his corpulence. He was as fat as one could possibly be, his exposed skin stretched so tight it shimmered. He kept shoving food into his mouth, his lips greasy and slick. Yun Yifei could see clearly that he was eating a pancake wrapped around meat.

Tang Rou shook her head, a bitter smile on her face. She wanted to say that everything was in the past, but she didn’t even believe it herself. Some things can be left behind, but others can never be moved past.

In the repeated conflicts between the Human Alliance and the Demon Race, the Solar God alloy played an unimaginably crucial role.

The University League was somewhat similar to the military training of the First Military Academy, but the difficulty was far greater. Because the positioning system only displayed the captain’s optical computer signal, it meant that even if one detected a team approaching, there was no way to know which team it was, nor whether they were strong or weak until they were sensed by mental power.

"Master, I..." Wei Renwu lowered his head. He truly felt he had no face to confront Feng Ling, as his failure made him feel he had brought shame upon her.

He vaulted into the air, heading forward. As flying stones were hurled from the distance, Wang Xun paused, watching the rocks streak past him.

Facing the sudden appearance of Song Lingyun and Nangong Linglong, Chaos was extremely vigilant. He smelled the scent of danger on these two primordial deities.

The EC-135 helicopter rose quietly into the night sky, flying eastward. Only Gu Cheng and Li Yunxin were in the cabin—Pan Jieying had returned to the company two days earlier to handle various public relations and corporate image matters.

The two of them did not yet possess the cultivation of the Great God Pangu, so naturally, they did not require such immense audacity. By joining forces to utilize the supreme treasure, the Chaos Pearl, to open up a world, they could not only achieve the potential to ascend to the Chaos Divine Realm in the future but also truly unearth the latent power of this supreme treasure.

At the first light of dawn, before Chen Yuchan and Tongtong had arrived, Yang Xuantong was woken by the doorbell. He got up quite reluctantly; he didn't even need to guess—the person outside was undoubtedly Guo Xu.

His legs, having suffered severe injuries and been neglected for too long, could only be maintained through acupuncture, and it was unclear if he would ever recover.

Suddenly, three rays of spiritual light merged silently inward. Throughout the entire dimensional secret realm, thousands of rays of rosy light erupted, accompanied by auspicious colors, purple clouds drifting from the east, and waves of exotic fragrance.

In an instant, a vast expanse of the sea was dyed crimson with blood. The entire surface was filled with nothing but the thunderous roars of the East Sea Dragon King.

Once all the Buddhist light had submerged into the body of the black dragon, the giant beast circled in the air. Its head shot upward, and after a somersault in the sky, it dove downward, jaws wide open, unleashing a roar that sounded like the collapse of heaven and earth toward the sword formation below.