143 Secret Weapon

Such bizarre phenomena are not only found on Aobei Mountain, but are also countless around the Five Sacred Mountains.

"This is the place where the meteor shower once landed!" Chen Anquan pointed to a flat area the size of a basketball court at the summit, and then took the lead, appearing in the center of the clearing.

Turned-up soil traces, visible everywhere, indicated that people frequently came here to try their luck.

After all, this place had once produced extraordinary things!

"Anquan, I still remember when the two of us came here—"

"Come out. I assume you aren't waiting here just to waste my time with such nonsense?" Koichiro Chiba spread his hands and tossed his pistol aside.

The Qiantian Ghost Palace, upon seeing this item, coveted it even more. Since they likely possessed the formula to activate it, they would undoubtedly spare no cost to secure this primordial stone.

Then, lingering in such a stable yet mediocre life, by the time they suddenly awaken, their youth and beauty have already faded.

"Fellow Daoists, do you have any brilliant strategies to enter it? If you are willing to share, I would be endlessly grateful!" After inspecting the barrier, the old man bowed toward Tong Ling's direction and spoke respectfully.

Joy flickered between Huayaoping's brows, and she moved slightly, wanting to draw closer to the flower sprite. Ye Li chanted an incantation, causing the flower sprite to drift closer.

"They deserve to die." Li Shengwu's voice was deep and steady, yet anyone could hear the extreme fury contained within it.

Was it because he had grown too accustomed to He Ziyan's gait? Leng Ran suddenly felt an indescribable panic, as if he were about to lose something precious at any moment. A stifled, uncontrollable oppression filled his heart, yet when he tried to pinpoint its exact cause, he found himself unable to grasp it.

What was even more fatal was that there certainly could not be any legendary mermaids in the water. Without the harmonization of yin and yang, his rampaging pure-yang internal energy would inevitably cause the blood vessels throughout his body to burst, resulting in death from bleeding through the seven orifices.

Before Vasilevsky's voice had even faded, Qin Wuwei, who had been waiting impatiently off to the side, had already made his move.

Battling my sister finally earned me a bit of recognition within the guild. At least most people knew of a silver-haired guy who was the boy that defeated Erza with a single sword.

"With rain this heavy and such strong winds, I can't even keep my eyes on the float; how would I have time to look at anything else?" the fisherman said righteously.

Liu Nan'an was a few years older than Wang Chuan. His high-intensity operations could only be sustained for about 10 seconds, and once Wang Chuan unleashed a burst, he simply couldn't keep up.

Kou Ying was not too surprised. From the moment he stepped into the darkness, he had foreseen today's outcome.

The so-called head of the Lannister family appeared infinitely glorious on the surface, but the bitterness hidden in the shadows was something only he understood.

This analysis contained an information load so explosive that even the onlookers on Zhihu found it hard to pick apart. After all, the game hadn't been released yet—what if the guess turned out to be spot on?

Liu予薇 (Liu Yuwei) took the tissue he handed her and said, "Thank you," her voice heavy with a nasal tone.

And the steaming bowl of noodles before her was precisely the specialty Jiang Shan's ultimate version of Ma Dongmei was masterfully skilled at—fennel gravy noodles—which Lin Yueyao had meticulously asked him about with the script in hand three days ago.

Seeing Lu Dabao pretending to be annoyed, Lin Chuan let out a sigh of relief, figuring that Murong Longyue must have returned, otherwise how would Lu Dabao know about this matter?

Realizing something, Liu Yuwei struggled to prop herself up, the snacks on her body tumbling down with a rustling clatter. Then, she straddled Gu Xingzhi in a riding position.

Lu Yuan was basically in a state of semi-retirement, having handed over the affairs of the Lu family enterprises to his children and grandchildren. He spent his days happily playing and relaxing, having honed his fishing skills to perfection.

Ye Feng had not scored a goal for over five hundred minutes, yet in this crucial match and at this critical moment, he had unexpectedly broken the deadlock on the field first. Faced with such a scene, no one could possibly remain calm.

Doro and the other demons had halted their advance, waiting for these immensely greedy bandits.