Volume 1, Chapter 39: The Heavenly Demon Organization, They Also Train Their Physiques?

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First, Lin Yun returned to the first level of the Paranormal Prison to take a look. Although the inmates on the first level were small-time characters who provided pitifully little experience, it was still better than nothing, and accumulating it added up to a significant gain. Clad in the trench coat of the Paranormal Guard Bureau, Lin Yun swaggered into the first level of the prison, claiming he was there to inspect the cells. This move made the captain of the guards on that level break out into a cold sweat, and he followed behind him, nodding and bowing. Since Lin Yun was now a member of the Paranormal Guard Bureau, a lowly guard captain naturally had to flatter him. Ever since learning that new method for cataloging criminals, Lin Yun no longer had to endure the arduous process of interrogating them…

"Break!" With a roar, everything before his eyes vanished, and the surroundings returned to their original state.

"Fu Yu, it seems the power structure of the academy is about to change again!" A youth with delicate features but an exceptional aura remarked to the breathtakingly beautiful youth beside him.

Gritting her teeth, He Qingfeng turned and rushed toward the bathroom. When she arrived, she found only a tidied bathroom. Inside, Hua Mingzhao was wearing a bathrobe, revealing a well-defined chest. He was casually wiping himself with a towel, and he seemed somewhat surprised to see He Qingfeng.

After eating authentic Demacian cuisine at the tavern, Fiora first took Riven and Quinn to prepare several sets of Demacian noble attire. Because they were allies with Piltover, Fiora did not mind revealing her identity this time. However, in the brief span of a human life, these moments would eventually be frozen in an oil painting or a Piltover photograph. Time urged humanity to progress constantly, even as it urged them to age.

Consort Wu Huifei’s heart skipped a beat; she felt there was something wrong with her words, yet they truly left her feeling fearful and uneasy.

If not for the Snow King’s contingency plan, Fiora would not have been able to dodge the fatal blow at that critical moment, and that face—mature and charming in Riven’s eyes—would have been completely disfigured, with even the bones of her skull suffering damage.

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Regardless of whether there was love or not, she did not want such a beautiful romance to end in such a sordid state. However, this was not the time to ponder that. Liang Chenxiao looked closely again and, sure enough, discovered two long ropes with four-pronged iron hooks on both sides of the basket.

At this moment, Xu He and the others suddenly noticed that the black vines surrounding them had somehow slowed down, their frequency of attack dropping sharply.

She turned around again and almost stepped on someone, so she hurried to apologize. The person muttered something, though they said nothing more, turned over, and continued to sleep.

However, the students remained as they were, cutting lines and occupying spots, even resorting to violence to get to the front; the scene was chaotic and unsightly.

Therefore, Ye Ningning did not stop for any other reason than the sudden realization that the situation in these two lifetimes was already vastly different.

Liu Ren had remained steadfast at his post, not leaving the news center for the entire night; at this moment, his eyes were bloodshot.

This peak second-tier was not at all the same concept as the previous peak second-tier. Having advanced perfectly, the Ghost King he transformed into was naturally a very near-perfect second-tier Ghost King.

Helian Xuanyu and Xiahou Menghui disappeared completely. Aside from a large pool of blood—it was unclear whose—not a single trace remained.

Yet, walking through Teitan High School and looking at the high school students passing by, Conan’s thoughts continued to churn uncontrollably.

"Yueling, there must be a limit to making trouble." Nan Jinxuan’s tone remained indifferent, devoid of any concern, but his words leaned in favor of Chu Yiyi.

Rising slightly by 30 meters, Zheng Hao felt it was enough. He dripped a drop of liquefied spiritual energy—the essence of heaven and earth—into the formation plate, which then flew rapidly toward the Qinling Mountains.

Like Zhou Tong, who raised hundreds or thousands of medium-level poisonous creatures, it was obviously impossible to keep them all inside the Insect-Rearing Pagoda. Otherwise, if an accident occurred, they might all die inside. Thus, he had to raise the insects outside and move them into the pagoda at night.

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The lightning contained terrifying power. Ling Xiao directly unleashed the offensive force of the Thunder Emperor Scripture. Its peerless might seemed capable of shattering the very heavens and earth, instantly making those extra-dimensional demons feel a strong sense of threat.

I suddenly had a thought and reached into my pocket to pull out a lotus flower. That’s right, it was the Celestial Immortal artifact left behind by the Celestial Immortal who could make lotuses bloom with every step.

Compared to Ziying’s composure, Yan Meng, who was holding a scroll behind him, appeared somewhat furtive, constantly looking left and right along the way, checking to see if anyone was following them.

However, since Hai Yan had spoken, Na Zhuang dared not do nothing. After all, the hierarchy among the Xiongnu was extremely clear; if the Second Prince suffered any harm because of him, he feared his entire family would truly be sent to the afterlife.

Cao Meng nodded. It would be disastrous if that Master Alchemist Fan, who threw the flame-spear, were up there.

If he didn't do this, Peng Zhanchi couldn't even imagine what would happen next. Even so, he remained anxious, not knowing if this would appease Qin Hai. If it didn't, he truly wouldn't know what to do.

Chi Lian had already left. Although she hadn't specified, Liu Man knew she had certainly departed Pure Sun City to return to her palace, or perhaps she had left the Western Regions for the Central Regions. Upon leaving, she had only left behind that ambiguous answer.

To condense a divine manifestation with one hundred and eight supreme supernatural powers—if not unprecedented, it was certainly without equal in history.

As for Feng Keqing, who had previously used hidden weapons to ambush Chen Han, he was completely stunned. He could never have imagined that the legendary "Martial God" would be so young. He looked to be only in his twenties, with delicate skin and a slender frame; he didn't look like a martial artist at all.

Subsequently, the Universe Cauldron within Jian Chen’s body activated. Endless energy poured out from the cauldron, surging into his Dantian and energy sea, where it was continuously refined into divine power.