Volume One, Chapter 55: The Invitation of Frost Condensation

At that very moment, Li Xian wanted to question the other party, but before he could say anything, the figure in black in front of him vanished from where he stood.

He disappeared completely into thin air!

Such a bizarre sight gave Li Xian a profound shock.

When the figure in black reappeared, he was already right in front of him, staring at him with cold eyes.

"Um..."

Just as Li Xian was about to speak, he was subjected to a thorough and ruthless beating.

It left him utterly bewildered, aching all over, and completely unable to react in time.

As soon as the beating concluded, the assailant drifted away gracefully without leaving a single trace behind, as if coming here simply to beat him up—it was as straightforward as that.

Li Xian felt like crying without tears!

Just who on earth had he offended to deserve this?

Li Xian coughed from the pain...

Seeing this, the members of the Esports Club could not help but feel puzzled. Three supports? What on earth was the Mobile Game Club playing at?

Fortunately, freight traffic downstream along the Western River was already unobstructed, and Xupu Commandery was by no means short of vessels. The government hired a number of merchant ships to sail upstream against the current, which made transporting military supplies no difficult task, and the increase in public treasury expenditure was not significant.

The first wave of rumors had five major masters acting as shields, but this time, the hostile intent was exceptionally obvious. Anyone with eyes could tell it was targeted directly at Cheng Nuo.

This left Zhou Cheng somewhat surprised. He had originally expected that he would need to resort to more deception, yet the other party believed it just like that? Could there be some reason behind this that he was unaware of?

"Damn it!" The attacker was burning with anxiety. The screams of the heavy-armored swordsman were growing increasingly faint.

Compared to the powerful military factions of the Li and Gongsun clans, as well as the newly rising Wei Qing, Zhi Zhuo's influence and prestige within the army were far too weak. He still had to rely on Zhi Du's status as Grand Commandant and spend some time helping him firmly establish his footing.

"Linger, how are you feeling now?" After getting out of bed, Xiao Ran looked at Linger as she slowly lay back down, asking with deep concern.

Having arranged matters for the Yanmen Prince's Estate, the Seventh Virtuous Prince exchanged a few polite pleasantries with the Prince of Yanmen and then departed, claiming that the Prince of Yanmen must be exhausted from his long journey and should properly rest. It seemed he was intentionally keeping a distance from the Yanmen Prince's Estate and wished to avoid getting too close.

All twelve of them held their breath, watching her. Asiluo in particular wore an expression of undisguised eagerness.

Right now, several lines had already formed at the grand gates. These were individuals who had successfully obtained their seals that very year, completed their registration, and come to process their enrollment procedures.

Every hair on Yang Bian's body involuntarily stood on end. Although he could not see the man's face, Yang Bian was certain that beneath that mask were a pair of eyes capable of piercing straight through a person's heart.

Zhong Yuan knew that Feng Yuerong could never hold back her words and basically spoke whatever came to her mind. Those remarks just now were most likely meant as jests, yet they had left both Yin Yingying and Chu Feng deeply embarrassed.

Seeing the morale of the Fifth Butterfly Flower Squad surging significantly, Princess Sasaki could not help but frown slightly. The tacit understanding between Yang Bian and Pan Ling, the tactical synergy between Yang Bian and Xia Jing, as well as the combat IQ shared by Yang Bian and Beric—the true effects of all three combinations transcended the limits of pure strength.

However, Tang Zhihang had already achieved his original objective. What he needed to do now was simply wait for Cernunnos to come and help him return to his original world.

"Sect Master! The Supreme Elder wishes to see you in half an hour!" Upon seeing Yan Daozi stepping out of the grand hall, the on-duty disciple hurriedly called out.

Yet the inner breath energy erupted in such a manner that the space surrounding Zhou Bian congealed. All scenery and objects were frozen and immobilized, with only his massive hand capable of movement, as if the space within a radius of more than ten meters had turned into a crystal realm of ice, leaving his gigantic hand as the sole living entity.

It was piled high with winter greens, and the air was pervaded by a somewhat unpleasant scent reminiscent of salted eggs.

His realm remained unchanged, still resting at the initial stage of introspection, yet his spiritual breath continuously expanded, and his imposing momentum instantly soared to the height of the upper stage of the Divine Platform.

Empress Ma merely glared, and Zhu Yuan Zhang promptly returned to sit upon the dragon throne, assuming a posture of considerable majesty.

As Ye Qing gazed at the administrative map of Ming dynasty before him, his mind instead recalled what he knew about Ningbo from his past life. Upon comparison, there were indeed differences, but overall they were minor; the administrative area remained just over nine thousand square kilometers.

Accompanied by that familiar, sarcastic tone, the giant dragon was casually tossed aside, producing a resounding crash.

Pang Ban felt a sense of pity for his choice, yet he would not utter a single redundant word, choosing instead to respect it.

Expecting him to cheer up all of a sudden was an absolute impossibility and an entirely unreasonable demand.

Without a doubt, Colin Iliad was using the pretext of awaiting divine decree to keep Derrick under close surveillance; it was a choice forced upon him by circumstance.

Gu Simiao turned her head to look at Lu Chen, simultaneously drawing an exquisite money pouch from her bosom. She opened it, turned it upside down, and gave it a gentle shake.

The control over every single part of his body was perfected to the absolute limit; with every raise of his hand and every step he took, he could unleash the full force of his entire physique.

This had little to do with population growth or economic development; it was purely a case of IMAX 3D films successfully luring the general public back into the cinemas.

Unable to escape and powerless to fight back, Xu Tianyi, whose ribs were already broken in several places, could be described as utterly aggrieved and stifled.

After chatting for a few moments, the chubby girl took her leave, and shortly afterwards, Cong Yi received a call from a reporter informing him that he could participate in the program tomorrow.

Black mist slowly curled and lingered within the space. It was not genuine blight mist, but merely some remnants left behind. It was not as powerful as the true blight mist, possessing only a tiny fraction of residual energy. It would slowly erode those planets and rocks, and one day, it would sprout and grow like a seed, eventually reverting into true blight mist.

"Just become my subordinate," Cong Yi said, placing his hand upon Warren's forehead and slowly channeling his own light-attribute supernatural energy into Warren's body.

As if anticipating it all along, the car door, which had just been pushed open slightly, slammed shut again instantly, accompanied by the "beep, beep, beep" sound of the vehicle locking.

One and a half days later, after the Southern Cat reached level 17 at nine o'clock in the evening, seeing that we were still going to farm ghouls, she decisively left the party.