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Chapter 12909 — The Divine Armament's Seal Floats Upon Wei Zhao

The Blossom Guardian

This was the brute dominance of a divine armament: every skill effect it carried operated at the level of a conceptual mechanism. No matter how formidable the raw numbers, they could not easily break through it.

Lie Yun's eyelid twitched. "You have something like that too?"

Every last one of them in the War God Academy was a madman—and at the same time, every last one of them was dead broke.

To core students of other academies, high-grade divine armaments and the like were merely standard issue, but to the people of the War God Academy, they were the purest of rare treasures.

There was no other reason: every scrap of their resources went into tempering their own bodies, leaving nothing at all to spare...

The underworld began to grow lively. One after another the ghost envoys appeared, gathering at the gates of the King of the Underworld's hall. The King of the Underworld came rushing out in a fluster, and at the sight of the anomaly in the sky his brows locked tight.

Back when Xiahou Ya and the others had vented their anger on the people of the Antelope Mountains, they had not so much as caught a glimpse of Tang Zhangwei's shadow.

Afterward he still had to go to Yunnan—how long that would take, no one could say. Goods were getting more expensive by the day, and there was no help for it but to try the jade-gambling grounds.

Tang Zhangwei brought Wei Wan'er, Catherine, and the others to the territory of Song Aoding and Feng Niming. Seeing their well-equipped forces and fertile fields, he could not help but stick out his thumb in admiration.

Just as the crowd was roaring, Ai Rui found himself somewhere unknown, countless points of starlight flickering before his eyes like fireflies scattered across the pitch-black night.

And to put it in the most extreme terms, this star-array diagram had been researched and developed by Lin He. While it remained in Lin He's hands, they had no right to make decisions on his behalf.

Zhan Xi straightened her sash, hung a jade pendant at her waist, and then took a cassia-scented sachet and hung it on the other side.

Once out the main gate of the Guo estate, He Guang and Tong Chen were already waiting there, horses in hand. Guo Shangxian took the reins, swung up into the saddle, and cast a glance at He Guang.

Yet the Blood Emperor had long since laid his people in ambush in the shadows. Caught so completely off guard, how could those of the Chaos Heaven faction possibly come away with any advantage?

After all, for a single company to have produced so many classic games was already more than enough to leave every player satisfied.

Moreover, warfare in ancient times had a peculiar feature: you need only take the city itself, and it was as good as taking all the territory under that city's jurisdiction.

Back in high school, she had been a student of both exemplary conduct and outstanding scholarship, and stunningly beautiful besides. She had once urged Han Dong to study hard and give up his martial training... But after she and Han Dong were both admitted to the Jiangnan Academy, Li Ziwei gradually came to understand just how terrifying Han Dong's power truly was. She had sent him the usual greetings, asked him out two or three times, and every attempt had ended in nothing.

And in the end, the Free Nations really did find their chance to bring down the Yanhuang Cultivation Alliance: by accident they made contact with a half-step Paragon, and he was willing to help them deal with the Yanhuang Cultivation Alliance.

And it was precisely for this reason that, when the wind spirits and rain spirits withdrew, Xu Wuyou was not gladdened at all—rather, he was somewhat anxious.

After a thunderous series of crashes, Ye Zhong withdrew his leg and, looking at the hole the size of a foot in the gate, shook his head.

At these words, Xu Wuyou could not help but start. From the White Dragon Perfected One's answer, it was not hard to guess that the people of the two great powers had in fact long since reached an understanding—otherwise, the White Dragon Perfected One could never have answered him like that.

The value of a single drop of Chaos Dragon Saliva already far surpassed that of the "Chaos Ice Flame," and yet he had brought out three drops at once—truly, there was no need to be so extravagant.

The water demon was hiding in that great lake—if it would not show itself, how was one to get rid of it? And even if it did show itself, the water demon was a master of the water, while he was, after all, only flesh and blood. However deep his cultivation grew, however far he attained the Innate stage, if he fell into the lake, he feared he would inevitably end up as feed for the water demon.

Possessed of a superhuman business instinct, Morita Akio led Sony step by step toward strength and prosperity—and that was one of the key factors.

"Why waste words on him? I'll do it myself." Kuibao suddenly strode forward, arriving before Chen Huaiyu in a single step, raising the Xuantian Sword high and bringing it down.

Tang Luo glanced back. He had been so absorbed in taking in subordinates and planting pieces that he had genuinely forgotten about his own injuries.

The speaker was still outside the door when he spoke, and the moment his voice fell, everyone felt their vision blur. The grilled fish in Qiu'er's hand vanished inexplicably, and an imposing old man in purple robes had already seated himself among them, clutching the very grilled fish Qiu'er had just been holding and eating it with great relish.