Please, everyone, take a look.

He knew very well that certain things had to be made clear now. As long as he had not yet departed, he could still stand up for Yang Chen and the others; but once he was truly gone, even if the three of them faced trouble, he would be completely unable to help them.

The various sealed-off fierce beasts seemed to see a glimmer of hope for escape, all of them letting out hysterical, wild roars that sounded like thunder striking the earth, deafening to the ears.

Greed and rage, long buried by the passage of time, slowly welled up in its mind. The Golden Eel swam incessantly; it wanted to break out of this cold pool and reach a more distant place to resist this power, for it did not wish to harm the White Snake.

With the Tri-colored Divine Thunder mark, he felt a surge of confidence. Now, whoever dared to cross him would have to weigh their own strength carefully.

Daring not to be the least bit negligent, Ling Luoyu simply sat cross-legged within his sea of consciousness, his eyes fixed upon the egg. He did not want to miss any change in the egg due to his own carelessness.

However, even so, by the time the shout had faded, Ling Luoyu and Ying Zheng had already vanished without a trace.

When Liuli arrived from afar with Luo Jiu, Chen Mei'er, as well as the three girls Qianxia, Baihui, and Yizi, Su Xinyuan and Mu Ningxue were still embracing each other. Neither spoke, yet their faces were filled with satisfied, blissful smiles.

Xu Fu’s sudden, realization-filled voice pulled Mu Shan out of the grief and indignation he felt upon hearing that news.

In the secret chamber, just as Ye Xingchen was recovering from his soul injuries, he suddenly discovered that the soul gem within his body was releasing psychic energy with redoubled intensity.

Although the so-called conflicts between immortals and demons had come to an end over the years and they were treating each other with peace, it remained a delicate balance.

Qiu Kuangyun had always stood on Duan Linglong’s side. Now, Qiu Qianjian could only hope that Madam Li would help him and Liu'er. Madam Li had misunderstood Yang Liu'er once before; later, she had come to understand Yang Liu'er's character quite well. Why, then, was she doubting her again at this moment?

The guards looked at one another, not daring to intervene. The killing intent emanating from the Old Fox and his companions was too overwhelming, so they could only report to their superiors immediately. The message they received in return was to offer no obstruction.

Having finished speaking with difficulty, he turned and dashed toward the restroom like a gust of wind, leaving several lieutenant generals completely bewildered. "Baka, he had to state his identity just to go to the bathroom? It’s not like anyone was going to steal his spot."

"That wasn't me, but it felt so real, just like something that had happened a moment ago. How could these images appear in my mind?" You Xiao was still puzzled when he felt a piercing, powerful wind attacking from behind.

So saying, I took out from my bag that coarse stone dagger which truly looked nothing extraordinary. Then, coming to the opened dragon-patterned stone box, my hands trembling slightly, I gently placed the simple, rustic stone dagger into the large compartment where the Ghost Seal had originally been kept.

Tohsaka Tokiomi was left speechless. This was his first time encountering such a willful Heroic Spirit. He had heard of such things, but upon reflection, he felt relieved. Sometimes, these kinds of Heroic Spirits were easier to handle; a character with off-the-charts intelligence and immense power was the truly troublesome one.

Yuan Bao clutched her cheek, looking at her in disbelief. Her cheek burned with pain, and her eyes instantly grew hot and sore; with just a single blink, tears would have fallen.

"Miss, I don't know you!" Lian Zijie, snapping back to reality, hurriedly brushed off Yang Liu'er's prying hands.

"Ahem, I knew you would be talking behind my back." Hearing that Lu Xiaoge had arrived with a guest, Yin Zhongjie knew it must be Yang Liu'er, so he came over to take a look. He had specifically instructed the eunuchs not to announce him, wanting to hear what they were saying. As it turned out, the moment he reached the door, he heard Lu Xiaoge complaining about him.

A sense of inexplicable panic rose in Alini’s heart. Originally, she and her sister had been very close, close enough to embrace with just a reach. But now, under the influence of some mysterious force, the distance between them seemed to grow ever wider, to the point where it gave her the feeling that her sister was about to leave her forever.

Hearing this, Feng Wu looked up at her, then turned her gaze toward Ye Xiang. She, too, wanted to hear how he defined their relationship.

As the saying goes, the ducks are the first to know when the spring river warms; naturally, the students were the first to learn such important news.

Gently exhaling, Zheng Xichen greeted them as well. Seeing Zheng Chenheng sitting nearby with the air of a master, Zheng Xichen glared at him and turned to head toward the kitchen. Seeing him moving about, Zheng Chenheng was truly worried about his health and hurriedly stood up to grab his arm.

A disc-shaped galactic core, driving several dynamic spiral arms—a grand, slowly rotating spiral scene!

The stone platform began to crumble as Jiang Xiao released the power of the primal laws. As it collapsed, a ring appeared in the center, slowly rotating before automatically sliding onto Jiang Xiao’s wrist.

"Master!" Mei Yue hurriedly brought out all the healing pills she had prepared.

Tang Qi was overjoyed and quickly thanked him, then took the antidote and gave it to Chu Chao to swallow. Once Chu Chao could speak, he immediately roared, "I don't need your..." The rest of his words were muffled by Tang Qi’s hand. After persistent threats from Tang Qi, Chu Chao finally ceased his wailing.

Nangong Yun glanced down at the buildings below, then steered the roc to descend.

She knew her guess was not wrong. From the way he treated Feng Bufan, she knew he must have been reminded of him, only he was unwilling to admit it. She understood that this was a painful chapter in his past that he could not bear to look back upon, a chasm in his heart that he could never cross.

"Allow me to answer your question, young master." A voice drifted in from outside through the window, and a middle-aged man with simple attire pushed the door open and walked in.

"Of course. May I ask how to address you?" Hugo smiled, gesturing for him to come in and inviting him into the room.

Bai Qing'er walked to the bedside and gently smoothed the stray locks of hair from her brow. "Between us, we are like sisters; there is no need for such formalities." With that, she pushed open the door and stepped out of the wooden hut.

In his youth, he had believed that once he mastered his craft and returned, he would surely distinguish himself within the clan and inevitably seize the position of patriarch. Things had been progressing in that direction, and if nothing went wrong, he was certain to be the next to succeed. But the current patriarch was in robust health; how long would he have to wait for him to step down?