Volume 1, Chapter 56: Human Blood Catalyst

"Ever since Brother Gu Ze fell ill, I have been searching for a way to cure him..."

Upon hearing Xu Ren's heavy sighs, Zhuge Yuntian, the Master of the Xuanji Immortal Sect, could not help but smile. Sometimes he truly believed that Xu Ren's most formidable asset was neither his cultivation realm nor his endless repertoire of tricks, but rather his tongue, which was more lethal than an immortal sword, and of course, his brazenness.

Bai Qi spat out a mouthful of wine directly, his handsome face flushing red, his crescent-like eyes hazy with three parts languidness and seven parts casual nonchalance.

Later on, Yue Mingxin and Chi Lian encountered a few more groups of the demon race, but they were all ordinary demons, nowhere near as powerful as the tiger-type demon they had encountered at first.

Director Tian could claim the grain had dehydrated after long-term storage, that it had been eaten by mice, or that subordinates had stolen and sold it... Only when the discrepancy reached several thousand shi did Director Tian's accounts fail to match up.

This was hair she had grown and kept for five years, until she felt the emptiness upon reaching out to touch it, whereupon she covered the fallen hair on the ground with leaves.

"As long as Wanwan can marry Prince Jin, Wanwan will not feel wronged at all," Lady Sun said hastily.

While Gao Tieshan was spinning in circles, Blood Soul's reinforcements arrived. Blood Soul was also in an extremely excited state today, and this creature seemed forever consumed by a boundless hunger for the Qi of Blood and Slaughter, acting always like a starved fierce beast that could never be filled.

Mu Yan sneered a few times, recalling the words Tang An had spoken that day about his aura being too full of hostility and violence. His expression suddenly turned gloomy, and with a cautious glance at the mysterious Daoist whose background was unknown, he departed without a word.

Wei Yunxuan continued to dance his sword, the crimson giant dragon growing deeper in color as it slowly shattered the golden shield. Qiao Feng was struck in the chest by the crimson giant dragon, which then surged straight through his body.

The fact that Lin Yinyin could return to the Lin family safe and sound now showed that they had already shown mercy to her.

However, it was only after probing repeatedly on several occasions and communicating among themselves that the three black-backed serpents made this decision. For they had already ascertained that Liu Hui was completely exhausted and no longer had any possibility of evading their combined strike.

In fact, the moment the ten Spirit-Swallowing Demon Guards appeared, Ling Tian had already begun calling upon the Ancestral Pagoda. Now, his only option was to hide inside the Ancestral Pagoda and have it conceal its aura, which was his sole chance of surviving this calamity.

Xiao Ling's scent washed over her, and Su Yuheng's face flushed instantly as she stamped her foot in anger.

Based on the intelligence Tie Feihong had gathered, Yang Tian seemed to have never acquainted himself with disciples of the Emei Sect, primarily because Emei disciples basically never descended the mountain.

What remained within this golden Buddha statue was the spiritual power of a mighty expert at the Nascent Soul stage. Although some spiritual power had leaked out, protected by the array, very little had escaped. If he could fully absorb and refine it all, Yang Tian dared not imagine the consequences.

"Is that so? Such a thing happened? Put the person in charge of that police substation on the phone," Director Li Dewang said.

On the battle position, smoke and dust billowed, with explosion after explosion linked together as the British forces launched their primary assault against the southern defense line.

"Fortunately, we managed to escape," Ye Ming felt a slight sense of relief in his heart upon seeing that no one was pursuing them from behind.

Hu Xi always felt something was amiss, yet he could not quite pinpoint what was wrong. Deciding to dwell on it no longer, he increased the force in his hands and charged toward the two of them once more.

"My apologies, I forgot!" The Nether King finally came to his senses; this was the Earth plane, filled everywhere with mortals, and indeed one could not simply fly around.

There was only one chance. Perhaps Relf would poke his head out to take a look when he lost track of his target. If he could seize that opportunity, he might be able to gun the opponent down, though this possibility was entirely a conjecture of Wang Hao's own making.