With a single sentence, he could decide who was destined to receive a chief god's fortuitous opportunity?

Everyone else would smash their own heads open for a single admission token to a chief god's secret realm—and yet here was Sikong Dao, tossing a chief god's opportunity to Wei Zhao as lightly as a careless word.

Had those words come from anyone else's mouth, he would have sneered and thought nothing of them.

But the one speaking now was Sikong Dao.

The weight carried by this man's words was no trifling matter—higher, if anything, than that of these full-fledged gods themselves.

For a moment, the way the God of Thieves looked at Wei Zhao unconsciously took on a trace of envy...

Old Fu held the sheet of paper up in front of Li Qiang and let him glance it over; it was nothing more than clauses about a declassification period. As someone who had memorized the soldier's code, Li Qiang was not entirely unfamiliar with such things—after all, the two shared a common emphasis on confidentiality, though this one was simply stricter.

Although Xie Dongya had not been born in the countryside, he understood rural life very well. Back when he had worked his way through school, he had always labored alongside country folk. They were honest and simple, incomparably better than these city people already corroded by wine, lust, and money.

"Tang Yan, I want to know—where have you been these past few days?" Xie Weifeng wasted no words. Of course, it was impossible to read anything from Tang Yan's aura; this was merely a routine inquiry.

The blood-drawing needle was clearly thicker than the usual IV needle. Though his expression did not change, he stared straight at it, and the corner of his mouth pulled down—Ye Feiyang knew he thought the needle too thick.

She simply walked over to a chair at the side and sat down, marking her distance from Xie Dongya, then lowered her head and flipped aimlessly through her phone, putting on the very picture of someone who did not wish to deal with you.

"All right, what I care about most right now isn't whether they're risking their lives or not." Daoist Lu looked around, beckoned to me, and indicated I should lean my ear close for him to speak.

His gaze swept once over Yuri's body, then Xie Dongya's eyes finally settled on that limp thing of his. A cold smile rose at the corner of his mouth, and Xie Dongya stepped forward twice.

Xie Dongya glanced around at the barrier's dome of light, nodding with no small appreciation—he showed not the slightest awareness of being trapped, but rather, like an elder admiring a junior's handiwork.

And now, Emperor Jianning—Li Qingmu was the princess, and the other party was a madam with a powerful clan in the outer court. There was far too much they had to be wary of.

Suddenly, Zhu Da, wrapped in gauze like a mummy, came tearing into the room in a flash and appeared swiftly before Zhu Zhu, his eyes brimming with deep concern.

As the saying goes, "no one knows a son better than his father." Lin Chongqing understood Lin Xu all too well. His son must have had some clash with Chen Feng, and one in which Lin Xu had come off worse—otherwise he could never have behaved so recklessly in front of the old master.

"All right, Brother Heath, you can put me down now. I've calmed down, I won't be impulsive again," Ye Yun said with a smile.

Xing Yue dodged, but Fan Dadan, sitting beside him, caught it all. The steaming hot coffee was blocked entirely by his face.

When Liu Fei was only a few meters from his ribs, dense vines burst simultaneously from his body and charged straight at Liu Fei.

"An officer's ID?" Liu Shuang was baffled by Elder Chen. In the space of a moment he had produced these two documents, and the officer's ID was even for a second lieutenant.

As soon as Luo Li heard it, she understood—that had been a massive earthquake accompanied by a volcanic eruption. Eagles that could fly would naturally fare somewhat better, but the people on the ground must have suffered a tremendous calamity.

On Moke's side, it was different from Ankara's. The two here were not covering each other's retreat, but coordinating, attacking together.

"Heh, since you're so eager to die, don't blame me! Black Guards, move—I want to see his corpse within two minutes!" Hearing this, the man's eyes flashed with a sudden, biting killing intent as he spoke coldly to Ye Yun.