Volume One, Chapter 47: A Serious Strike

Who on earth is this person?
With just a single slash, he nearly cleaved Prince An's Heaven-Swallowing Toad directly in half.
Although it appeared on the surface that Prince An had blocked the strike, his internal organs had actually been shaken and injured. Another strike like that, and he would likely be finished.
When did the Ghost Path ever produce such a monstrous grandmaster of blade techniques?
Before Prince An could react, Lin Yun's genuine fury had already been ignited.
"To think it could even swallow my elementary 'Slaughtering Asura Blade'! This damn toad really has some tricks up its sleeve!"
Lin Yun's expression sank.
The next moment, his entire body lifted into the air above the ghost dragon's head, soaring a full fifty meters off the ground.
The moonlight shone upon Lin Yun's face, casting his expression...

And now, Yun Shisan's grave injuries traded for Harmon's life was already Ye Donglai's bottom line.
Shi Xiangdong drove the helicopter, hoisting Shen Rui's red sedan at full throttle as he hurried toward Qingfeng Town in the east, living up to his name which meant "driving toward the east." Along the way, people frequently spotted them and pointed in astonishment.
Since snakes and dragons are close relatives, the black toad possessed an extremely acute sensitivity to dragon aura. The very moment he caught sight of this jade belt, he realized it contained an immensely powerful ancient dragon aura, causing him to cry out in involuntary shock on the spot.
"Such potent demonic aura!" Chu Chen was instantly startled. He realized that although Linglong's powers were sealed, her cultivation had never ceased.

Of course, all of this was put on. After all, the intelligence regarding the Fifth Individual stated clearly that the Fifth Individual was merely a powerhouse who had not yet stepped into the first tier of the North Realm. If he displayed strength exceeding that limit, it would simply be too fake.
However, the instant the Blood Fiend took flight, the floor suddenly shattered, and four shadowy figures appeared like ghosts by Yang Chi's side—they were precisely the four monsters previously kept in the culture tanks.
Then she chattered away endlessly, rattling off a long string of words. Li Zong sat patiently listening beside her.
With that, the elderly monk Pukong extended a finger toward the distant Sealing God Stele on Heavenly Dao Mountain, wanting to make Wei Zhenfeng see Chu Chen's ranking clearly.
Returning to Jiangnan felt just like returning to life's comfort zone, because everything here was familiar at the back of one's hand, and there was no need to keep one's nerves taut all day long.
Yet his carelessness had caused the demise of four Titan Giants, forcing him to finally get serious and take action.
However, Yichuan clearly failed to notice this issue and strode off full of confidence in the direction of the so-called Big Dipper.
"What, unwilling?" Xia Xidie smiled and flicked Xia Xiyue's delicate nose, then climbed onto the back of the Wind-Riding Dragon-Tiger.
"Let's pretend this never happened. Behave yourselves from now on; that person is not someone we can afford to provoke." With that, Long Huo strode back, boiling with anger. This matter had to be discussed with Long Feng—though, of course, that would be entirely useless.
As for the director, Yuan Shike appointed Feng Guozhang, the superintendent of the Infantry Academy and supervisor of the Training Camp, as the chief of staff to help Yuan plan everything. As for the actors, all officers and soldiers of the New Army went into battle, deploying all infantry, artillery, cavalry, engineering, and transport units.
"Issue, issue your head! This money is military expenditure. Remember what I told you?" Zhuo Nan said, exasperated.
As soon as half-past seven arrived, the spectators outside the venue, holding their tickets under the supervision of special police and security guards, entered the stadium stands in an orderly fashion.
As for Night-Chilled City, in terms of urban area, it was even larger than Yuling City, yet the city was cut up by crisscrossing, towering buildings, to the extent that the main thoroughfares often did not connect. One had to traverse several winding, secluded narrow alleys before returning to the main road.

Wang Dayang stretched his arms, puffed out his chest, and assumed a majestic, peerless posture, tossing his head with contemptuous intimidation toward everyone around.
"No rush, this Water Spirit Beast won't come out until nightfall. You're no match for it in the water," the old man said.
Through several crossing maneuvers, the two exchanged sword qi collisions well over a thousand times. That fierce sword intent made the few people watching from afar feel their scalps tingle; this was no longer a level attainable by those in the Second Tribulation of Earthly Spirit.
The green snake's eyes grew completely dim at this moment, devoid of any warmth. That tender gentleness had long since vanished, replaced by a dead aura. A layer of airflow continuously expanded around the green snake—an airflow never seen before, completely different from the air of the mortal realm.
Though he was somewhat mentally prepared, Chu Yun still gasped in shock at the countless options available for exchange.
First, they had not expected Misty Sect to agree to Gong Jiaoyun's demand; second, they never expected Gong Jiaoyun to genuinely promise not to encircle and annihilate them.
Fusheng fiddled with the mahjong tiles, calculating how to run the factory without Jin Caixia shielding him. Yet by nightfall, he still hadn't thought of a good way out. It seemed his only remaining option was gift-giving—relying on bribes to resolve the issue.
Strolling from shop to shop and observing carefully, his sole purpose was to let his older brother sense whether there were any items related to the fire attribute. If he could stumble upon one here, it would truly complete the Five Elements of the Universe Body. Once the Five Elements truly condensed into True Yang, it would genuinely mark stepping into the first major threshold of cultivation.
Because his mouth was swollen, Xuan Hao's voice was somewhat indistinct, but as he lay on the ground, his body still trembled in terror as he spoke.
Hearing Lin Feng's shout, a middle-aged man wearing a security uniform walked out of the guardroom. He glanced at Lin Feng's license plate and immediately rolled his eyes.
"Hehe, Boss, you're too polite, it's nothing! We came this time just to try our luck. Everyone says gambling on stones is quite fun, so I wanted to give it a try! See if I actually have that kind of luck, hehe!" As Lin Feng finished speaking, his palm was tickled by Mei Wuhua, making him feel a bit itchy inside.