Volume 1, Chapter 32: The Burial Mound

The Seven Heroes of Starsea City were originally dealt with by Lin Yun himself, meeting gruesome ends. Now, they had all transformed into malevolent ghosts, hanging upside down from the ceiling like bats, their eyes fixed intently upon him. Sensing Lin Yun’s gaze, they were struck with terror and scattered in a flurry.

"Trying to run? Get back here!" Lin Yun channeled his supernatural ability into an invisible giant hand and lunged. Before the creatures could even let out a scream, he refined them all into his fingernails in one go.

Wait, why was Wang Peng’s ghost missing? And the criminals who had escaped from the first floor of the supernatural prison were also gone. Could it be that their strength was insufficient, leaving them unable to even become ghosts after death?

Supernatural...

"We are not following them. We return the way we came; the dragon vein should be in the opposite direction." Luo Mian glanced at Ye Sisi and took the lead in walking back.

Accustomed to Ji Chi’s banter, Shen Zhezhi remained silent, poured a glass of warm water, and handed it to him personally.

As the referee’s signal rang out, the Shrek Seven Devils stepped onto the field in perfect formation. Since the All-Continent Elite Soul Master Tournament began, the group had never appeared together in a match, and for Ning Rongrong, this was her debut on the roster.

Wei Ya’s mouth twitched. He hadn't done anything—this was his first time meeting Zhu Huahua—so why was the Wolf King being so unreasonable? What was the point of just glaring at him?

A voice echoed as a man appeared, draped in yellow robes. He was exceptionally tall and thin, his frame like a bamboo pole, and his forehead was sunken, resembling a shallow dish.

"It’s nothing. I’m just truly happy tonight. After suppressing myself for so long, it’s rare to be this carefree..." Sun Yong’s emotions were turbulent, as if a lifetime of grievances were finally being released.

Black mist emerged from thin air around him, swirling from the ground upward before rising into the sky.

"I won't teach you!" The white-haired old man’s tone was firm, his face devoid of any smile as he turned away.

"Wolf One, is Zhu Huahua going to die?" Wolf Two asked, filled with worry. Although the rabbit had been too harsh on the King, Wolf Two had to admit she was a decent Wolf Queen.

The brute roared like a beast, his body radiating a sinister aura. He pulled out an electric baton from somewhere, which crackled with energy, and lunged at Hu Yuan.

A chill swept across the sky, and white frost spread from beneath her feet in every direction.

Once Jiang Qiao became pregnant and gave birth, she feared that no one would ever be able to shake her position in the Zhan family, and even Zhan Mochen would be devoted to her completely.

The fertilized egg had not implanted in the uterus but had instead attached to the wall of the fallopian tube.

They were his own people, those who had weathered blood and storms by his side. He had to look out for them. Besides, Li Pan was an honest, diligent, and capable child who exceeded his grain-production quotas at the base every year—a good kid.

Fang Lie realized then that she wasn't emotionless; it was just that the only person capable of stirring her emotions was Jiang Chen.

He was filled with curiosity about the fragmented and blurry images in his mind. He felt instinctively that they were connected to his memories, yet no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't recall them.

Like many other state-owned enterprises, it had once carved out a glorious history in Heyang, only to be swept away by the tides of time during the era of corporate restructuring and the surge of the private economy.

Gao Yan hurriedly leaned back, fanning the air in front of her face with her hand, but she did not retreat a single step, her resolve to defend her position more steadfast than ever.

The voting pattern of the weekend created a false impression for many that the 4th player could vote out whoever they pleased.

Gao Yan felt a sudden jolt, a tingling sensation she had never experienced before washing over her brain, nearly causing her to cry out.

With an imperceptible smile, An Nianrong left the Deputy Chief’s office. She was certain that when the Deputy Chief spoke that way, he, like her, had no idea where Luo Men was hiding.

Hu Qiang believed this evidence was compelling, but Kailin unexpectedly shook her head.

At that moment, a terrifyingly large thunderbird suddenly flew into the sky. Before Mei Ji could escape, she was struck by a bolt of lightning and reduced to charcoal.

The next day, Chen Luobin had to pinch his fingers hard to keep from slumping over during class. Fang Nan, on the other hand, was full of energy, constantly winking at Chen Luobin.

"Yagami... why are you suddenly saying all this?" Princess An finally couldn't help but ask. Although she didn't understand the intricacies of martial arts, she sensed that in doing this, Yagami seemed to be teaching Kari.

"Damn, this skill is too broken!" Watching hundreds of thunderbirds being easily wiped out in an instant, Qiu Ye stood frozen, not knowing what to say.

Hu Qiang had prepared for everything. After his previous experience, he felt no anxiety about the current formation. As long as he could perform at his full potential, breaking out of this place would be a walk in the park.

The world of martial artists is one of survival of the fittest; if you don't eat others, you will be eaten. Compassion only brings disaster to oneself and one’s loved ones.

The massive staff canteen was not far from Gu Hao’s room. Familiar with the path, he headed over. Looking closely, he saw faint black smoke rising from the chimney, and the fragrance of food wafting out.

"Now!" Leng Tian drifted to a stop two meters away from the bud; this distance was perfect for the reach of his Purgatory.

Before Chen could be shocked, the dark clouds in the sky continued to gather. With the elves present, there was no way to escape. Seven or eight cultivators at the Ascension Stage stood guard tens of thousands of miles in front of the Tree of Life; to reach it, one would have to pass through these layers of defense.

"And..." The warrior player was about to continue his explanation when he noticed that the archer beside him had disappeared.

"Where is that sound of music coming from?" Zhuihun asked Da Wuhui with a hint of anxiety in his tone.

Ningxiang leaned contentedly against Weiyang’s chest, soaking up her warmth. Before long, she closed her eyes and drifted off. For so many years, she had never had a good night's sleep; now, she could finally rest in peace.

Watching Qingling quietly for a long time, Jun Wuyan shook his head and turned his gaze back to Weiyang in his arms, the corner of his mouth lifting slightly. Seeing that Jun Wuyan did not blame her, Qingling finally breathed a sigh of relief, though even she didn't know what had come over her.