Chapter 147: Eight Thousand Epochs, the Tribulation Descends

The Human Among the Great Shamans A remarkable figure of the present age 1279 words 2026-04-11 05:54:41

Upon hearing Houtu's words, the Ancestral Witch Gonggong understood immediately.

If he followed Houtu's instructions, although he would still retain the title of the Great Emperor of the Eastern Peak, his actual position would be reduced to merely overseeing the Four Seas. Meanwhile, Jumang, as the Azure Emperor of the East, would replace him to hold dominion over the eastern territories of the Primordial World, residing as a neighbor to the territory of the Ancestral Witch Zhurong.

In reality, the Twelve Ancestral Witches did not care particularly much about personal power. Now that the Wu clan had unified the Netherworld,

"Prepare to make a move!" Muxis thought with indignation. At a time like this, for someone to jump out brought him no benefit whatsoever. Because he had no need to establish his authority; obedience was all that was required.

In the blink of an eye, over a hundred giant ants lay limply paralyzed on the spot, among them even an exceptionally powerful male ant, as was clearly visible.

"That is already in the past. He has practically adapted by now, and he has handled the grasp of his second life well enough." Following that, Lulu Ling added, steering the atmosphere toward a sunny place.

The sunlight slanted across the desk, filtering through the strands of hair and leaving behind mottled shadows, yet it failed to dispel the chill in the least.

Water Yiren felt a dark line cross her forehead. What was this fellow talking about, making it sound as if something actually went on between them? Her almond-shaped eyes, bright and clear like autumn waters, glared angrily at him as she pushed away the man who was holding her.

If he was not a Prince, one would have to fight them one by one. Once he became a Prince, many places would surrender at the mere sight of him.

Furthermore, with the firepower of the supporting artillery, the effectiveness of the ground artillery would also increase significantly. Although the enemy was lying in ambush, they could not engage in close-quarters combat directly every time. The coalition forces' intelligence transmission was far too rapid, leaving about a minute's window for artillery bombardment.

How glad I am to have you along the way. The sunlight slanted across the desk, filtering through the strands of hair and leaving behind mottled shadows, yet it failed to dispel the chill in the least.

"Understood. The space is sealed, and I can leave on my own, but you all will be doomed," Shrek said helplessly. He had anticipated encountering numerous battles, which was why he brought so many mages down, intending to hold off the legendary mage himself while leaving the rest to the subordinates.

To think I actually came in. I thought it was just about stripping off clothes or something, with no one to help oneself. In truth, I had simplified things too much. Lulu, can you find me?

If Lin Ying remembered correctly, the light blue striped shirt Gu Yan wore on his blind date had a refined color and noble temperament that completely infatuated Xu Yan, and also clouded the judgment of her as an onlooker, prompting her to urge Xu Yan to confess her feelings immediately.

"Humph." Madeliao did not even dignify Matt with a response, which choked back all the words Matt had prepared to say.

Meng Qianxun's gaze shifted slightly, once more looking toward Hua Duanchen. Meeting the madness and ruthlessness in his eyes, her heart sank as she suddenly made a decision.

"Oh, the Culinary Saint of the Huaxia restaurant is also named Matt. And now your culinary skills are so good too, Matt. Could it be that you are that very Culinary Saint? But that doesn't seem right; your appearance is different from the portrait inside the Conimal Fortress," Felen continued.

Misfortune—you cannot discern any change in its outward appearance, nor can you sense any abnormal fluctuation in the air around its body. You cannot fathom what it is thinking or experiencing within its mind and heart. If the eyes are truly the windows to the human soul, then at this moment, that saying proves false.

Seeing Matt's gloomy expression, the Holy Empress of Life chuckled softly. However, she offered no explanation; letting them misunderstand each other was not a bad thing either, especially since her mood today was exceptionally pleasant.

"Step aside and observe the profound subtleties within this." With a solemn expression, Patriarch Hongjun formed mystical seals with his hands, and the Pangu Banner and Taiji Diagram instantly appeared in his grasp.

If seeking shelter with the Marquis Guang'en estate failed, they could go to Duke Li's estate to find Second Madame Ye. Given Second Madame Ye's temperament, even if she did not take them in, she would certainly give them a dozen or so silver coins, which would at least resolve the immediate predicament of mother and son.