Entering the Path of Immortality, Mastering a Hundred Arts - Chapter Sixty-Seven: Tracking and Ambush!

Princess Alluring uttered a cry of surprise, flashing into appearance before the stone wall cave entrance. Seeing that Gufeng was entirely unharmed, her face suddenly flushed red, she cast a fierce glare at him, and turned to walk away.

This time, the Divine City garrison suffered 6,700 deaths and 5,000 injuries. Over 7,000 coalition soldiers were killed by falling rocks and magic attacks, with many losing their lives inexplicably amidst the chaotic fighting. However, everyone was extremely satisfied with this outcome because the casualties were considered relatively light.

Enemies meeting face to face are bound to be exceptionally jealous. The moment the giant python saw Zheng Yi, it immediately spat out the prey it had not yet finished swallowing. Its massive body lunged at Zheng Yi like an arrow shot from a siege crossbow, the tremendous force snapping several of the thick tree branches upon which it had been coiled.

"Brother Chen, your visit to Hanjing this time must be for those twenty-some ships at the shipyard and the maritime trade bureau, right?" Shen Hongmao's voice broke the silence inside the cabin.

Although Tang Lan's words carried a much heavier psychological blow to Chen Rui, they were hardly good news for her either.

In the sky, that massive white sphere of light, nearly two thousand meters in diameter, gently plummeted toward the ground, crashing directly into the large open space at the center of the venue.

Just at that moment, Qing Mu's avatar appeared on the large screens of the two-planet alliance's combat command center.

Intending to help Zheng Yi calm down, the best approach was to slightly stimulate the other party with one's own aura, but unfortunately, Zheng Yi seemed completely unresponsive.

No, they were wrong! Dead wrong! When the British and the Portuguese forced us to choose between shame and war, our choice brooked no doubt—it was war.

However, there was a major prerequisite: Meyer Rothschild and the Jews within Poland had to underwrite at least 10 billion zlotys worth of Polish restoration bonds within five years, at an annual interest rate of a mere two percent.

Zhou Yingxiong retrieved a purple box from behind him. Upon opening it, a translucent, crystal-clear emerald-green medicinal pill with a texture resembling ripe fruit was revealed.

Disguise was a necessity. With communication severed between the north and the south, anyone attempting to investigate their origins after crossing the river could only trace the fact that they had crossed. Once that crossing was discovered, people would assume they had a "background." Those who were careless would not investigate further, while even meticulous ones would be fooled by the disguise.

Now Long Jianfei was stripped down to nothing but his underwear, while Xu Xiaotong at least had some coverage. Aided by the red wine, her face was flushed with shyness.

"It's not like I've never left home. Two hundred years ago, a dragon vein invited me to be a guest at his home."

"Dabin's remains are still in the pond. I was thinking, maybe we should go and retrieve Dabin's remains!" I looked at him and said.

Seeing Sangruo reach the two-thousand-meter mark in the blink of an eye, catching up with the first-tier geniuses of other ports, all three wizards grew excited and could not help cheering for Sangruo.

Xia Yi's voice was a murmur as he pressed his hand against the hilt of the Snow-Drinking Saber beneath his cloak and walked forward. His gaze remained fixed tightly on the closed door, his figure passing through the pools of light cast by the wall sconces along the corridor. Amidst the shifting light and shadow, his handsome face flickered between brightness and obscurity.

She—she had actually been frightened by the gaze of a student, involuntarily taking half a step back. Under the steady gaze of Qin Chen's eyes, an immense pressure welled up within her heart, plunging her into a state of terrified distraction.

Struggling to maintain a stern expression, Mo Lei thought to himself that whenever he faced Meng Qi, his willpower and principles always seemed to easily suffer defeat. This matter must never reach his teacher's ears, or else Elder Qin would surely grieve deeply, lamenting that the disciple he had raised for over a decade had been led astray just like that.

By the time Shaoyang hoisted Ran Jiang up and prepared to leave, the crowd finally mustered their courage and shouted threats from the sidelines in a show of false bravado.

I had originally wanted to greet him, but seeing him act like this, I instantly lost all desire to pay him any attention. I let out a huff and continued walking forward.

"Alright! Let's set off!" Qian Yunche shouldered a backpack and said cheerfully.

And her youth only made her appear all the more endearing, inspiring an instant urge in anyone who saw her to grow close and cherish her just like one's own younger sister.

From the very moment he saved her, there was room for only him in her heart! Yet for the sake of revenge, she had no choice but to abandon him, willingly serving as a hidden pawn by his side—a pawn ready to be deployed at any moment and to die for him at a moment's notice.

Wang Xuanyuan told her to just speak her mind directly; there was no need to be coy or hesitant in their relationship, as speaking frankly trumped everything else.

"Godmother, what are you saying? Lan'er—Lan'er won't talk to you anymore!" Lanxin abruptly released Xu Zhiling's arm and turned away in embarrassment.

The four boys were shirtless and wore swimming trunks, their athletic physiques as well-toned as those of runway models.

"Instruct the brothers to tidy up the forest park, and then we'll head back," Wu Di ordered.

Upon leaping into Wu Di's arms, Heichai did not stick out its tongue to lick him frantically in the clingy manner one might have expected; instead, it let out a series of urgent cries.

Looking at Jill's somewhat indignant cheeks—after her wrist was caught by Wang Xuanyuan, anger had flushed her face a delicate pink, her delicate oval face bore a deep frown, her teeth were clenched in vexation, and the leather pants she wore only served to accentuate her perfect figure.