52 Demon Trial Pass 13

Before the words had even faded, Zhang Tie, representing the agile operatives, had already taken immediate action, rapidly dispersing to various positions to begin marking and recording the rare and exotic beasts inside the containment crates, while simultaneously investigating the relevant basic experimental data.

Luo Lie retreated swiftly. At the same time, Yan Tianxin raised the repeating crossbow in her hand, took aim at the ape-man, and pulled the trigger. A series of crossbow bolts shot forth, piercing the air with a sharp, whistling shriek.

In truth, Yu Jiu'er was still somewhat bewildered as to whether her memories were truly recovering, but by the day this matter came to an end, her memories ought to return.

"Damn it! Isn't this the primordial form of the Thousand-Soul Fiend?!" Stephen suddenly said with a somewhat exasperated and vexed tone.

"Juan, my friend, what is wrong with you? Could it be that you do not welcome my visit? However, even if you truly do not welcome me, it does not matter. I have a hundred ways to make you change your mind." Dong Biao puffed on a cigarette, crossed his legs, and wore an inscrutable, half-smiling expression that made him impossible to fathom.

He cultivated batches upon batches of deities in the manner of harvesting leeks. Over more than thirty years, not a single misfortune divine seat had ever appeared, which caused his state of mind to somewhat crumble.

Yet at this moment, following the demise of the Li family, these commercial layouts also disintegrated accordingly, triggering a series of chain reactions with profound impact.

If it were not for the insufficient slots in his inventory grid, how could he possibly have passed up these pieces of jewelry and equipment?

As for now, this butterfly's wings were simply too large, flapping boundlessly. Even if she worried about it, it was no longer something she could stop just by wanting to.

Sauntering over to the graveyard, Gouwa silently retrieved a hoe from beside the cart and looked at Meng Hui, waiting for her to indicate where to dig.

The two families were now distinct as the waters of a river and a stream. Song Yu's family lived upstairs, while downstairs was the territory of another household.

Hua Muyue had always believed she was taking good care of Zhao Huaijin, yet she never expected that his illness would still flare up. While boiling water, she blamed herself endlessly in her heart.

Another contestant entered the arena as well. That person was draped in a thick black robe, concealing even their face. From afar, nothing could be seen except the robe itself.

"Qingzhu, is something the matter at Jishitang?" Hua Muyue saw that Qingzhu's forehead was covered in sweat, clearly having run all the way here.

She simply cooked some rice, stir-fried some braised pork, and tossed a few cold dishes. Who could have known that the braised pork wouldn't taste like braised pork, and the cold dishes wouldn't taste like cold dishes? Still, everyone just made do and ate it. Who knew why on earth that man had married such a wife.

Looking again at the intersection of sea and sky, a red sun hung suspended above the horizon, unsure whether it was about to leap upward or sink downward. Observing the surrounding clouds closely, it did not look like the sunset-dyed evening glow, but rather resembled the morning glow breaking through the clouds along with the rising sun.

Yet she never imagined that Mu Ya would be someone so difficult to provoke. In a single instant, Ji Fengqin's face felt as though it were being slapped repeatedly—it was truly agonizing.

Country living did not bring too many inconveniences to the family; they had brought a full set of living facilities, including maidservants. Aside from being a thousand miles away from the fashion trends of the capital, everything else was fine. Observing a period of mourning naturally did not lend itself to fussing over fashion trends, so this point did not matter either.

The black hole was massive, measuring several thousand zhang across. It gave one the sensation as if a shooting star had truly just fallen from the firmament, striking the earth, shattering the surface, and piercing straight down into the core of the world.

Qingfeng pondered briefly before speaking. Although this world appeared similar to the one he inhabited, its specific details remained unknown, so it was best to proceed with caution.

The visual appeal of this poster was exceptionally good. Just by looking at such a static image, one could already imagine the thrills within the film.

Thinking that Dr. Xu had just mentioned that Elder Dongshi and Elder Qi were discussing matters in the council hall, Ling'er walked toward the council hall.

Previously, although a vast portion of the tens of thousands of cultivators possessed considerable cultivation bases, and though they had lived for a very long time... their experiences could not compare to Lin Feng's. The twists and turns traversed in the lives of those tens of thousands of cultivators simply could not be mentioned in the same breath as Lin Feng's.

One must know that this type of aircraft was typically a presidential transport. Prince Abdul owned one simply because it had been phased out by his father, and moreover, no one could contend with him for the throne.

"But I don't want to listen!" As the words were spoken, the sharp blade of the half-broken saber had already swept across the man's throat.

After hearing this, Chen Zhihe felt that made sense as well. After all, in a doomsday where people struggled even to scrape together a meal, who would have the spare energy to look at weapons belonging to someone who had no intersection with their life? Thus, she asked no further and continued walking slowly up the mountain behind Gao Yang.

The Heavenly Deduction Demonic Monarch was merely a title. It was evident that this Heavenly Deduction Demonic Monarch must have been a master surpassing the Transformation Realm during his lifetime; otherwise, an artifact of his wouldn't have caused such a massive commotion.

Zhang You was left almost gasping for breath by Kang Peiyang's stubborn defiance. It was his first time encountering someone so completely impervious to reason, somewhat resembling Xu Guangqi of the past. Therefore, far from being angry, his competitive spirit was instead aroused, giving birth to a desire of conquest.

The scene fell into a dead silence. Everyone looked at Susan, waiting for the anticipated sound of gunfire to ring out.

"Naturally, it is to collect these Earth-Nether Fire Spirits. Rest assured, Miss Li; with this curtain of fire here, you can definitely recuperate in peace," Zhang Jingfan said.

Yang Ming wore gold-rimmed flat glasses, his hair styled without a single strand out of place, and he appeared very amiable.

Yun Xi did not really want to be this way either, but once certain things were seen clearly, continuing to harbor illusions was merely self-deception.

Having heard Liu Fangfei's words, Jia Ming did not display the excitement she had imagined, but instead slumped forward over the steering wheel.

Yun Xi could not guarantee that leaving others a way out would mean they would leave her one in return, but taking the initiative to show goodwill—even if it could not genuinely be reciprocated—would at least allow her to discern the other party's attitude toward her and her sons: whether they were cooperative and approachable, or destined for a life-and-death struggle.