Volume 1, Chapter 52: Disguise, Demonic Body

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Within the memory projection, Lin Yun sat face to face with another person.
Using his supernatural ability, he carefully observed every single detail of the other person: skin, hair, teeth, bones, internal organs...
As time passed, his observation of the other person grew more complete, meticulous, and profound.
And Lin Yun himself became increasingly similar to the other person, growing more and more alike...
Eventually, two identical figures appeared within the projection!
"Bone-Sculpting" (Level Three).
Realm: Fourth Layer (923/10000).
"Level Three supernatural skill, Bone-Sculpting Disguise!"
Lin Yun's eyes brightened as he understood in an instant, "No wonder Prince An's son, Wu Zhiyuan, was able to stay inside the supernatural prison for so long without his true identity being discovered..."
If it were an ordinary human cultivator encountering Chen Xiong right now, they would probably have obediently dropped their weapons and started begging for mercy long ago.
After listening to Zhang Yang's words, Song Mingyue knitted her brows tightly, pursing her lips as she stared at Zhang Yang's face for a long time, making Zhang Yang's hair stand on end.
Given his current cultivation level at the Mahayana stage, he believed that even if the other party carried numerous magical formations akin to those of the Corpse God Temple, he wouldn't care in the least.
"There's no need. President Xia must be quite busy. Besides, my mood hasn't been very good these past few days, so we might as well bring this matter up for discussion a bit earlier." Xue Chengjun thought about it and decided it was worth trying to talk it over first. As for whether it would succeed, there was no need to force an immediate outcome.
Su Qinghan disliked repetition; once he gave an instruction, he wouldn't bother checking whether others had heard him clearly. With one foot already stepping out of the bathtub, he intended to leave.
"Old... Old Kong, spare my life!" Facing Old Kong's formidable aura, the wolf-hound finally broke. Even though it was bound, it struggled to kneel on the ground and kowtowed frantically. In the blink of an eye, blood was already welling up on its forehead, yet it didn't dare to stop at all.
The crowd looked toward the source of the sound, only to see one of Xiao Ran's arms hanging limply by his side like a twisted dough twist. The bone shards were fractured right at the joint, bent at an unnatural angle, looking bizarre and terrifying to the extreme.
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Xue Chengjun's pretty face actually flushed scarlet this time, and the atmosphere inside the private dining room became extremely awkward.
Hosting his father-in-law and mother-in-law for the very first time, Qiao Yang certainly wouldn't dare to make this banquet too crude.
Sun Lan was like a drowning person; even if the straw she managed to grab was merely a single blade, she would never easily let go of it.
Ye琳 (Ye Lin) was also someone who had seen the world. If the man in the golden silk suit had insisted on his previous price, she might have only felt suspicious; but since he changed the price in a split second, anyone who wasn't foolish would know what kind of trickery was going on behind the scenes.
"You..." Murong Yanran was just about to flare up when her eyes suddenly widened in sheer disbelief as she looked at everything before her.
"What's the rush? Have a cup of coffee and chat for a bit before heading back," Zhu Xiuqin stopped her.
At a little past eleven in the night, Liu Qian walked out of the hotel and headed toward the rendezvous point he had previously agreed upon with the broad-backed young man.
No wonder Siyan had suddenly grown so bold! So it turned out to be her older brother. It's just that the two siblings don't look very much alike.
Yao Hong, Feng Shaotang, and the other two weren't carrying much on them, save for the special glasses perched on the bridges of their noses.
Glancing back at the turbulent waters of the Yangtze River, Liu Qian executed a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree backward flip and plunged straight in.
Yet beneath that illusory phantom of an ancient tree, a young man furrowed his brows in deep dissatisfaction. Two years ago, Fang Chen had broken through to the third layer of the Cavern Realm, but no matter how he cultivated thereafter, he could not advance a single step further. At first, he thought his realm and spiritual power were insufficient, but later, regardless of how hard he tried, he remained perpetually stuck at the third layer of the Cavern Realm.
Had it been any ordinary day, and had such a request been made by those veteran fans and regulars in her livestream room, Su Wanbai would have shouldered her sleeves and jumped right into the fray without a second thought. After all, those veteran fans knew her skill level well, and there was no shame in a poor match.
That way, as long as one dodged the first wave of attacks and exercised caution during the subsequent exchanges, the possibility of being the one left standing at the end would increase significantly.
What on earth are these things? Jin Ri expressed complete incomprehension, and the system remained silent no matter how Jin Ri questioned it.
Yet because of this episode, everyone found the rest of the meal completely tasteless and ultimately brought it to a hasty close.
The mountain was steep, dark clouds obscured the sky, and a fine dust even drifted down from the upper peaks, floating suspended in the firmament so that the entire world dimmed accordingly.
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Who would have thought that the Death Sovereign's knee would be pierced in an instant, as Lü Xian drove his spear right into the Death Sovereign's kneecap? The Hell God of War struck instantly, blocking Lü Xian's second strike just in time to prevent the Death Sovereign's other knee from being impaled as well.
My goodness, is this some kind of joke? Hearing this, I instantly lost the desire to speak and simply fell silent.
Liu Yi stated his deduction, which was entirely predicated upon the premise that Sun Jing's conjecture was true.
Although no one had ever heard of this name before, everyone understood that the origins of this Divine Machine Camp must be extraordinarily grand.
The next day, Ye Fei woke up early. After preparing breakfast for everyone, Ye Fei logged into the game ahead of time to take a look.
At this moment, Yuan Leizi was consumed by gloom and frantic anxiety. Damn it, he didn't want to die either, but if he didn't risk everything on this fight, his sect would certainly be wiped out.
Shu Lan's expression was icy to the extreme; on that flawless and exquisite face hung a deep and intense disgust toward Lin Feng.
He raised a slender finger, and with a carefree and unrestrained demeanor, flicked away a stray peach blossom petal that a mischievous breeze had playfully brushed onto his left shoulder. Yet his abyssal gaze fell God knows where, or perhaps, it didn't land anywhere at all.
Simultaneously, the remaining two plum blossom golden darts missed their target, embedding themselves directly into the wall.
"Uncle, although I sympathize with Aunt, I still must stop you. Whether for the sake of the entire continent or because of Shangguan Ling, I will never let your plan succeed. Where have you imprisoned the seniors?" Lin Yifeng said calmly.
Jun Shinuo's words carried a very obvious trace of amusement. Xia Nuanyin couldn't tell whether his smile was one of surprise, appreciation, sarcasm, or disguised mockery. Seeing Qian Nan's pale face, she could only lower her head.
Inside the screen, Yu Ke was smiling and talking about something. A moment later, Yu Ke's phone rang; he picked it up and walked out of the classroom.
"Just hand it to me, you may go down." Jun Shinuo took the medicine, pulled Xia Nuanyin up against his chest, and tenderly fed her the medicine one spoonful at a time. By the time the bowl was finished, he acted entirely as if Xia Nuanyin were merely suffering from a common illness, perfectly capable of keeping any trace of oppressive emotion off his face.
Long Qianyang abruptly halted his figure in mid-air. He narrowed his eyes, staring fixedly at Shi Nuoyu; every muscle in his body was trembling, and the corners of his mouth twitched. Anger was no longer enough to describe his current mood, and he found Shi Nuoyu's appearance genuinely shocking.
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