Chapter 40

Everything within the inner world of the Kunlun Mirror belongs to Li Nanshan, including the delicate and beautiful mirror spirit, Liuli.

For the vast majority of cultivators, this was their first time seeing a formation. They had only ever understood the concept in theory, never having witnessed one in reality. Now, seeing it firsthand, they all felt it was incredibly profound and mysterious. Though they could not decipher it, they watched, mesmerized.

The golden eggshell was semi-translucent and radiated a brilliant light. It seemed to lack any defensive properties, yet it blocked Qin Zheng’s finger without causing a tremor, let alone showing the slightest sign of cracking.

The system’s penchant for such gloating, prelude-like routines made Lin Zifan roll his eyes repeatedly, leaving him speechless and frustrated.

Countless exquisite wines and luxurious delicacies were arrayed across long, rectangular tables.

Looking back at the way the deep blue sea merged with the color of the sky, caressed by the warm breeze of spring, Yan Xinxin gave a soft sigh.

Facing the reproaches of Sister Mei and Qiuxiang, Zhou Hongyu felt deeply ashamed. Li Nanshan had been ambushed, and it was indeed her own carelessness that was to blame.

Therefore, even though the Science Department’s water plant charged every household one string of coins per month, everyone was happy to pay it.

Li Nanshan was not Qiuxiang; he could not remain polite when being made difficult. Since Xiaxiang looked down on him, why should he beg her for kindness?

He felt profound disdain and even greater fury at Huang’s arrogant posturing.

He did his utmost to suppress the turbulence within himself, forcing the majority of his golden blood toward his heart to trigger the seal. The Seven-Star Heaven-Veiling Formation manifested deep within his bloodlines, utilizing the power of the stars to suppress his breakthrough.

As for this corpse, one could only wonder what had been done to it; at the point of explosion, every drop of blood was incredibly toxic.

"Senior, after reaching the Void-Return stage, one becomes a True Immortal. Why, then, is there such a vast discrepancy in combat power between them? I feel that True Immortal Lan’s power is far greater than that of True Immortal Changhen." Qi Xuanyi could sense that True Immortal Lan’s power seemed significantly higher than that of True Immortal Changhen, or even the four ghosts of Xichuan he had encountered earlier.

It was pitch black; if one opened their eyes, they could see raging flames and cold moonlight. Qi Xuanyi began to channel the power within his body into his two eyeballs, causing them to weep blood.

Jun Hui seemed to sense Gu Chen’s gaze. He looked toward him, though he remained indifferent, stopping his idle play with the sword in his hand to look back at him.

The defensive capability of a Hyper Zetton larva was inherently formidable; in the original work, a single beast fought Zero, Dyna, and Gaia without falling at a disadvantage.

"Accepting multiple" means, for instance, the cross-domain teleportation formations of the Desolate Ancient Dragon Realm, the Eastern Realm, and the Northern Realm can all transport people to the cross-domain formation in Mirage City; that formation in Mirage City can "simultaneously accept" people from different locations.

The Hu people, who had just been scrambling to stand and rushing toward their mounts, all went silent. One by one, they turned their heads, staring blankly ahead.

"I wasn't used to it for the first few days, but lately, I haven't been having nightmares. I feel much better now. Peaceful days are truly hard to come by," Da Gu said, scratching his head with a contented expression.

Slowly, a thin mist emerged between heaven and earth, and gradually, the sounds of human voices began to ring out in the fresh morning air.

"With these two things, I believe the brand of Fengyu Beauty will take off immediately, and there will be no need to worry about the companies we offended earlier," Fang He said with a smile.

Although Yuan Menglin had called him "Dad" before, it was clear that was just to tease Fang He, but this time it was different.

"Are you trying to die? Put a gun to your own head; I swear I won't stop you!" I threw the handgun in front of her and roared like a madman.

As he spoke, Gongzhi broke the seals on two Fire-Sealing Dharma scrolls, and a mass of pitch-black Amaterasu flames and ghostly blue soul-fire appeared in the basement.

Yang Tian stared intently at her, hoping Sister Xue could help him think of a good solution so he wouldn't be so troubled.

Liao Zehua was well aware of how Tang Feng had dealt with Old Huang and Uncle Ying previously. Fearing that Tang Feng might use poison, Liao Zehua did not dare to engage him directly and flashed to the side to dodge.

Yang Tian nodded. He was holding his bladder, feeling quite uncomfortable, and hurried off to the restroom to relieve himself.

Killing a Ninth-Stage Martial Venerable expert was something that happened several years ago. Yang Zong had barely made a move in recent years, which only made him seem all the more unfathomable. Some suspected that he might have already broken through to the Martial God realm.

"What a formidable ability. The tearing force of this tornado is astonishing; I fear that even a Seventh-Stage Martial Master would be torn to shreds if they walked into it," Hong Wu said in shock.

The smile on Yang Tian’s face deepened, but the murderous intent in his heart remained like a surging wave. He didn't know if the rules here permitted killing, or he would have acted already.

Among the eight people, there was a pale-faced cultivator—tall, thin, and with long hair—who looked at the chattering Yang Tian with growing impatience. If not for the sake of Yue'erme, he likely would have come over and strangled Yang Tian by now.

The Drow loli finally felt the pressure that had been making her head buzz lift suddenly. Immediately after, nearly all the magic power in her body was drained at once, and her body went limp, causing her to nearly collapse.

Once Fang Tian brought out the hot pot, the knife skills of the staff in the courtyard improved rapidly, and chopsticks truly began to become popular in the compound.

Looking at him, there wasn't a single spot on his body that wasn't injured. His golden hair had been scorched by lightning, and not a single eyebrow remained.

With that, she waved her hand to snatch the jade bottle. But Jiaoniang flicked her wrist, a shadow flashed, the bottle shifted, and Sanmiao grabbed nothing but air.

Instead, he flicked his right hand, channeled his true essence, and launched a blast of white energy toward a heart-shaped stone not far away.

"Let’s go once we’ve rested enough; the temperature is getting higher and higher." Even with Yang Qi’s enhanced physique, she began to wipe away sweat, while Max was as hot as a dying dog.

At this moment, more than a dozen passing monks had stopped, each of them observing the group either intentionally or unintentionally.