Volume One, Chapter 31: Possessed

As soon as she finished speaking, a figure emerged from the shadows of the room, walked over to the tea table, and sat down steadily across from her.

"Taking photos, shopping, watching movies—could it be... Yuan Shenghao is actually gay?" The reporter and the editor-in-chief studied the photos together, voicing their speculation.

The disciple of the Celestial Sky Sect was a cultivator at the mid-stage of Nascent Soul. For Ye Lin, killing him would be a simple matter.

“There’s nothing unusual for now, but according to intelligence from the Southern United Nations group, the Chinese peacekeeping forces do have a major operation planned for tonight. It has already been approved by the UN, and they’ve requested external support as well. I imagine this action is directed at us,” Ah Cheng replied.

Could it be that he is a transformed ox demon, with a large belly and a prodigious appetite? Jiao Ming Daoist was full of silent complaints.

Everyone had already witnessed the destructive power of the giant beast; the scorched thickets were evidence of its handiwork.

But then he reconsidered; it wasn’t entirely impossible. Had he not emerged from nothingness himself, acquiring the power of the Void Phoenix and reappearing in the Absolute Universe? And was this still the real world?

By his own estimation, his abilities had surely reached a superlative level—rarely would he find an equal among those with similar powers.

He breathed a sigh of relief, finally understanding how to enter the Void Realm. This was the only way to obtain Dream Spirit energy.

“He still doesn’t understand anything,” Su Yuche said, smiling at Gu Anxing, utterly convinced he’d done nothing wrong.

Looking at the neighbors who had already built new houses, Ma Zhili felt an overwhelming sense of discomfort.

After lying dormant for thirty years, he would rise to fame in a single stroke. All those years of patience and endurance would not be in vain. From now on, he, Shangguan Qinghong, would make sure the world knew he was a true genius, unrivaled and second to none.

“About Yuan Hang, I want you to tell me everything you know—what he’s planning next, and how he intends to deal with me!” Zhao Tiezhu said lightly.

First, once you cross this gorge, you are never to go back and seek Chu Xiaosheng. If I find out, I will kill her.

Tu Jianfeng didn’t force her. He simply said, “Alright, I’ll take you back.” Then he retrieved the platinum card and left with Chen Yanxi.

Yao Wu and Yi Shang were both left speechless, their faces turning a mix of black and blue from holding back their frustration.

Behind it, countless dark red, calf-sized Explosive Flame Dragon Birds soared through the air, their heavy wings beating the pool’s surface as they dove downward.

This time, she had come out early. Had she been a day or two later, the fairy of Tearless City would most likely have been hanging from a tree, listening to someone talk about their dreams.

Wan Chanyi would never agree before he was mentally prepared. Yet Mu Ya’s strength was such that he was dragged all the way to the door.

Recently, Lu An had also crammed knowledge about the cultivation world, learning the differences between spiritual roots and physical constitutions.

On the other end of the iron chain, the assassin grasped it and swooped down like a bird, using the force to kick Shen Zhou’s wrist. Yin Jianxue abruptly cut the chain, her blade tracing an arc that nearly sliced off half the assassin’s jaw. The assassin fell back into the snow, clutching his bleeding chin.

It was a sword of three feet, three inches, and three tenths in length, neither iron nor stone, ancient and unadorned, its edge seemingly never sharpened, as if it had never been honed.

“I heard from your grandfather that you’re only seven years old. How do you know the mystical arts? I’m curious. And your behavior is hardly that of a child,” Lin Muzhi said, his handsome hand tapping on the wooden table in no particular rhythm.

“Okay! Then, Zhao, I’m logging off now. I’m busy, so let’s meet again on the twenty-ninth!” Lot sent the message and went offline.

Why could they laugh so happily? Why could everyone else step out to embrace a new life, even beginning to bring forth new lives?

Now, only the leader had succeeded in ascending to the heavens, traversing thirty-six steps—each one a climb toward the sky, each one an ascent upon destiny itself. The higher one climbed, the closer to the heavens one became.

“Get out!” Qin Yu stepped forward coldly, slamming the door and shutting Xu Qi outside.

“Alright, Mr. Blake, now our scores are exactly the same. Everything depends on this last shot,” Zhao Zichen said with a smile to Blake.

“A glass of Scotch whisky, cash only!” One bill after another was placed on the table.

“If there’s no one around, I’ll call you Shi Hongyun. If there are people, I’ll call you Teacher Shi. Is that alright?” With her wide, blinking eyes, Shi Hongyun couldn’t bear to look and hurriedly turned away.

A dark figure slowly moved through the thickening fog, which grew denser and denser, swallowing Mu Yang’s silhouette.

Last time, after being blown up by a firecracker and having his waist broken by Mo, he recovered after just two days in the hospital.

Just the thought that one day he might be able to split the heavens with a single slash, dividing the world, sent shivers through Zheng Yuan.

Xu Kai felt helpless; he just wanted to save time, but the other party clearly had no sense of urgency.

When the white mist cleared, the Lava Beast appeared before Zheng Yuan, its body covered with frostbite. No wonder—it was a level 72 combat monster, and even in such a state, it hadn’t lost its fighting spirit.

He Chun paused at the notification on her panel, instinctively feeling she couldn’t accept such a grand gift.

Thus, taking the Subspace Rift Slash head-on, Mewtwo let out a cry of pain, its form wavering so much that even its Y Form was nearly undone.