Chapter 105: Rebirth of the Chaotic Demon God's Bloodline

Page 1/3

The Ancestor Witch, Hou Tu, intervened and took the corpse of the Time Demon God, saying, "Once we return to the Six Paths of Reincarnation, we shall use divine powers to evolve it. As long as resources are sufficient, it will not take long before the results become visible!"

Zhu Jiuyin was overjoyed and nodded repeatedly in agreement.

After searching once more, everyone confirmed that aside from the Time Demon God's secret realm itself, there was nothing else.

Ancestor Witch Zhu Jiuyin then acted, refining the Time Demon God's secret realm into a Great Thousand World Pearl.

The story is set in old Shanghai, and at that time her thoughts were simple and naive. Although she conceived plots daily, due to the pressures of her studies, she only managed to write a few chapters before giving up and abandoning her story halfway.

While waiting at the airport, Kong Yixian was searching for something on her phone but frowned in disappointment after a long time. Chang Yi, who was casually searching for travel spots in the northwest, asked what she was looking for, but Kong Yixian refused to say.

"Commander, a true hero doesn't suffer losses blindly. We should report back. That old fellow's strength is terrifying—mid-stage Divine Emperor. Let's have Heavenly Peng Divine Emperor handle him," a divine soldier suggested.

But Kong Yixian refused to admit defeat. She simply stopped moving for a full minute, perfectly still, just to calm her wildly beating heart.

Though ecstatic inside, the last shred of reason urged her to soothe the angry person in her arms quickly.

Unfortunately, it was already March—not so cold anymore—few wore cotton coats. Her attire was conspicuous, and she appeared aged.

The term "roast lamb leg" triggered everyone's reflexes, causing a few to swallow nervously.

It had been many years since any of them had come here; the place no longer resembled the memories they held. It seemed she truly had lived isolated from the world.

Heng Yanlin was slightly stunned, as an indescribable emotion quietly spread through his heart.

"Illusion?" I looked up in confusion, gazing at the once-familiar scene. Every blade of grass and tree in the Second Prince's residence remained deeply etched in my memory—withered only by time, nothing else had changed. We had only been away from the human realm for a few dozen days; how much could have altered?

"Shan Cheng, calm down! Yi Ying has been with me all along; how could she have sent the message?" Huo Qiong said.

Page 2/3

"My lord is the newly appointed Northern Pacifying General of the court, Marquis of Sishui Pavilion, Liu Fan Liu Zikai! I am Dian Wei, Dian E!" Before Liu Fan could reply, Dian Wei answered gruffly.

Especially when they witnessed Zhuang Jian still able to support Xin Fengtian during his tribulation crossing, it undoubtedly strengthened Xin Fengtian’s foundation for future accomplishments.

At noon after class, the rain had not stopped. Zhao Hui had no umbrella, and the rain grew heavier. Many classmates braved the rain to head to the cafeteria or dormitory to fetch umbrellas.

At this moment, the sky gradually brightened. The fiery red morning sun smiled over the horizon, painting the shimmering sea in a blaze of scarlet.

He was not injured in the slightest; instead, his spiritual power was surging violently, showing signs of breaking through to the next realm.

Without warning, a red gate appeared above the Shadow Clan. Several elves stepped through, and the moment they emerged, the red gate vanished.

"Auntie, are they not home?" Jin Yexuan curiously peered around at the quiet house.

Zhao Hui wanted to say, "Tomorrow at noon I’ll get it a paper box with some sand, so it can relieve itself inside." But she couldn’t say it while crying. To hide her feelings, she went to bed and covered herself with a quilt.

Liu Dan had already spoken plainly; Yang Biao had no argument left. After all, if all the craftsmen capable of building palaces were given to Xiliang, Liu Hong would find it much harder to build the Western Garden. Saving some money and fewer people to maintain, the court would not have to live so tightly.

Back then, Huazhou City was occupied by the Tianman tribe. Lin Tianlong volunteered to go with his fellow disciple to aid in reclaiming the lost land for the Great Zhou.

The Holy Demon Barrier had a ten-second cooldown, but the Sacred Martial Skills were not limited by cooldown. Chu Tianshu couldn’t reflect again, but with two consecutive S-shaped footwork maneuvers, he instantly escaped the sword-blade storm’s range.

The Jianghu is the Jianghu of Jianghu people. Was Lord Duan’s Jianghu the same as any other Jianghu?

"Why didn’t those soldiers go? Why send people from some alliance?" Wang Chao asked in return.

"Since the Chancellor invited us, how could I refuse? We’ll drink until we’re drunk!" The eunuch Wang, knowing the mission was a success, felt suddenly cheerful.

Duan Lang didn’t expect that a joking remark to Chu Hong would make him deeply regret it. Chu Hong was at the prime of her youth and dreaded being called old. He therefore decided to teach that arrogant person a lesson.

Page 3/3

My aunt handed me another green sweater, which truly matched my uncle’s style. I took the green sweater and prepared to find my uncle.

However, Zhao Zhu looked again and again but couldn’t recall when he had ever met her.

Wang Chao’s anxiety surged. He knew this was the feeling that only appeared when facing death, meaning that Huangfu Ling possessed the power to kill him.

"Uncle, is this enough?" I showed the war exemption token I had hung up to my uncle.

Chen Yun’s heart filled with inexplicable worry. At the same time, the image of Mu Yuchen’s slightly sorrowful expression atop the peak of Shuangxi Valley appeared in his mind—a feeling indescribable pervaded Chen Yun’s emotions.

Witt’s face turned ashen, but he could only watch bitterly from the side. The opponent showed him no mercy.

It must be known that in that cave that day, only he and Lin Yu were present. If others had been there, Xu Han would certainly have known. Yet after Xu Han was injured, a mysterious stone chamber appeared inside the cave. This was what shocked Xu Han most upon awakening.

Pu Yin and others looked at Zhao Chen with puzzlement. Even if Zhao Chen was to ascend, it should have been at the same time as them. Why could he ascend earlier?

On the stage, Gongsun Luyi’s expression was calm. Her beautiful eyes scanned the audience, pausing slightly when she saw Chen Zhiyu and Chen Yun with their group. She gave a gentle, exquisite smile.

Chen Yun’s eyes fixed tightly on the rapidly approaching, somewhat familiar figure. Suddenly a surge of joy welled within him, for he realized that familiar figure was likely Mu Yuchen.

Though Mo Dao Cang was teased by Chen Zhiyu, he was not angry. After speaking, he led the way, dashing swiftly eastward.