Wei Zhao was speechless for a moment.

The War God Academy really was a nest of lunatics.

From the look of his stance, summoning the War God's will to force an on-the-spot cheat at the cost of a fallen realm was nothing unusual in the War God Academy.

To some extent, it might even have become a path dependency.

Wei Zhao's eyes instantly turned grave.

By any normal reckoning, the other side had already sunk to this point, and no matter what cheat they used, the effect...

Apart from the great hall of stone statues, the entire first level of the Underworld Palace consisted of vacant rooms furnished with comfortable wooden beds and bedding, yet they seemed not to have been used for several hundred years.

That day, Meng Qi stayed inside the imperial tomb in secluded cultivation. The Meng Qi of this moment was already vastly different from the man of several years past; over these years, the benefits the source of faith had brought him were beyond estimation.

'Spring' Grass said nothing. Even though it was uncomfortable, she would still have come along. He was uneasy about it, and so she had followed Lu Ziqi here; uncomfortable as it was, it set her heart at ease.

The black square seal grew ever more powerful, and the whole Blind-End Valley trembled with it. The waterfall above Yuan Wei's head poured down ever more urgently, and the force it carried hammered upon Yuan Wei blow after blow like a giant mallet; had his body not been so formidable, he would surely have been ground to dust long ago.

Upon seeing that order, the thought of slipping away the moment something went wrong was instantly struck from Liang Ling's mind.

Wang Hou cried out in alarm: "Yan'er, they've come to fight—what are we to do? So many of them, I'm scared to death!" As he spoke, he clutched Liu Hanyan to him.

A mountain thousands of zhang high pierced into the clouds, through layer upon layer of mist, and all Yuan Wei could see was boundless ice and snow.

After breaking through the barrier of the Burial-Head River, the place where they found themselves was already the opposite bank, and further ahead lay the Realm of Reincarnation.

Hearing the Poison Emperor's words, Shi Quan realized that the ghost-faced Taowu was indeed searching for weaknesses among the three groups, and now it seemed to have locked onto the side of that big dark-skinned man—that bunch, though numerous, was the only one without gunpowder in hand.

Yue Qi was no Liu Xiahui; even the most elite of agents would have their heart and mind thrown into confusion in a scene so steeped in sensual allure.

"His pulse is much steadier now. As long as he follows my prescription, four years of treatment will absolutely settle it—rest assured, truly!" The Ghost Doctor spoke hastily, as though afraid no one would believe him.

The hill Yang Ruofeng was pointing at belonged to the Blood Droplets, and for him to appear here was truly a case of crossing the line.

The car rounded the bend and vanished from the running youth's sight. Suddenly bereft of his target, the youth slumped to the ground and, scooping up a handful of snow, flung it furiously ahead.

Luffy's expression did not look like he was lying, but why had he himself never heard of this Beta Star System? For it to possess such a wondrous movement technique meant that this place was extraordinarily formidable.

"Wait here a moment; I shall go and return presently!" Hearing Ye Qiong's words, the sentry dared not dawdle and hurried off to make his report.

Yet no sooner had this thought surfaced in Mei Chaofeng's mind than she rejected it outright.

After Sushun withdrew, Xianfeng at once issued a decree to the Grand Council, ordering it to dispatch an inquiry to the Hunan provincial governor's yamen: regarding the matter of Zeng Guofan meddling in state affairs during his mourning period, Zhang Liangji was to send men to investigate thoroughly and report back the facts.

No handbrake, then no handbrake! Ye Feng had not thought much of it at the time; he would simply find another way—at worst, he would release the accelerator and scrape along the guardrail beside him for a spell, and that ought to bring the car to a stop. But both Ye Feng and Senna had forgotten just what kind of place they were in.

For a long while he stood at the factory gate, letting the icy rain pour down upon his face. Lost in a flood of thoughts, Old Ye could likewise feel the throbbing surges in Senna's heart at returning to this old haunt.