Chapter 43: Methods to Enhance Supernatural Abilities

"Rest assured, I have no intention of harming you."

The old man offered his assurance once more, while Chang Xingwen stood defensively in front of them.

"There's really no need. We can take care of ourselves."

Chang Xingwen helped Chang Yan up, Chen Mengjie supported Meng Ran, and the five of them walked away in the opposite direction.

In the pitch-black night, the old man stared at their retreating backs, his expression unreadable.

Chang Xingwen kept his eyes fixed on him, and it wasn't until their figures had completely vanished that he heard the man slowly...

Ten minutes later, Yang Mi and Liu Shishi, who had been holding onto Baby and peppering her with questions, stared at the opened door with jaws dropping to the floor in shock.

"Even if you want to highlight Sasuke's strength by comparison, you don't have to talk me down to that extent!"

The resources within the primal chaos would be considered priceless treasures in the present day. Even an ordinary piece of chaotic rock would be regarded as a supreme artifact for forging in later generations, to say nothing of the flesh and blood of these demon gods.

At that moment, high above Wang Leshui's head, an airplane coming from the north began to descend, flying toward the distant airport.

As for the law, furthermore, they lacked any evidence whatsoever to prove that the Dragon faction had any ties to Xia Qiu, and the matter ultimately had to be dropped without resolution.

"I am truly sorry for letting two trivial people disturb Your Ladyship's peace. It won't happen again, and I beg Your Ladyship to rest easy." As Shen Qingwu was sipping the clear tea in her cup with a faint smile at the corner of her lips, Zhai Yi softly knocked and entered from outside, apologizing profusely to Shen Qingwu.

"Brother Baoqiang, you can do it!" Tang Yixi refused to show weakness as she clenched both hands into fists, blinking and playfully 'shooting' a finger-gun at Wang Baoqiang. Perhaps due to the intimate contact when they fell into the water earlier, she had completely let go of her previous inhibitions.

If Tingshu were to be made a member of the Elite Four, the status of the Contests faction would subtly overshadow the other factions. While it might not be enough to completely dominate Hoenn, it would undoubtedly grant them immense advantages in legislation, finance, and administration. This was a situation the other factions were unwilling to see, and one that Speaker Nakai hoped to avoid.

"I only hope you won't be mischievous!" Lin Chen said with a mixture of exasperation and amusement. Fortunately, the one he was teasing was Lin Zhiling; had it been anyone else, Lin Chen wouldn't have known how to handle the situation.

That person possessed immensely powerful internal energy; by the sound of it, it was undoubtedly Dongfang Bai. Neither Mo Liuchun nor Leng Ruoshuang looked back, each striking out with a reverse palm. Leng Ruoxue, relying purely on sound to determine position, thrust out a single finger, executing the formidable Great Kasyapa Finger technique right from the start. With a sharp "crack" followed by a series of thunderous roars...

Wang Jingmeng looked into her exceptionally beautiful brows and eyes, genuinely surprised that she could instantly guess what was on his mind.

"You're too polite, President Ding. There's no need to make a simple meal so complicated!" Madman said indifferently.

The news of Youming defeating Chengfeng had spread all over mercenary city, so there was no way they wouldn't know about it.

Youming looked at the attire of the five or six people before him, feeling deeply displeased by the yellow tiger-head emblem.

Zhao Yusui wore a wry smile, feeling the mist drifting above the cold pool. A trace of biting chill directly penetrated his body, causing him to shudder involuntarily.

Therefore, after sending Mo Tianwen to the back mountain forbidden area, he immediately informed the various supreme elders of the True Martial Sect, and even notified Taizhao, the guardian.

The tight fist clenched by Zhang Mingyue slowly relaxed. He let out a long breath, grinned, and revealed a mouthful of pearly white teeth along with two shallow dimples.

Given enough time, and once there were enough souls within Frostmourne, Arthas would be completely controlled by the blade and reduced to the universally reviled Lich King.

After all, he had undergone Tier 2 genetic enhancement, and his personal strength and recovery capabilities far exceeded those of an ordinary person.

Two minutes passed, and still nothing changed. Because of his stout physique, Huang Pengcheng was the first to reach his limit and grow exhausted, letting out a soft groan as large beads of sweat rolled from his forehead down to the ground.