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“Wait. The time isn’t right yet,” the cloaked man said, lightly tapping a rhythm on his thigh as he calculated the passing seconds one by one.

“Damn the Boundless Heavenly Venerable, Xiang Hao. I have to say this: you’re an idiot,” the Boundless Daoist said solemnly.

Rising from the Black Iron Rank to the Silver Rank was easy, but advancing to the Profound Rank was extraordinarily difficult. Only those who earned a place on the Profound Rank could truly be called experts of global renown, and they would be highly valued in any country they visited. Among them, Huaxia possessed the greatest overall strength—thanks, of course, to its enormous population.

Liu Yong was curious as well. There truly were not many people whom Zhuge Jin approved of, and anyone he praised so highly today was certainly no nobody.

The people of the Heaven-Defying Sect grew frightened. They had all guessed that the man approaching along the golden road was undoubtedly the Alliance Leader of the Divine Alliance. No matter what Xiang Hao did, he could no longer defeat him.

After leaving the Caiyun Club, Xiao Feng and Yang Miao got into their own sports car and followed behind the others.

After shouting for a long while without receiving any response, Black Whirlwind grew anxious and stepped forward to peer inside through the gap in the damaged door. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew out from within, startling him into retreating several steps. At the same time, the shattered door toppled toward him, and Black Whirlwind was unable to dodge. It crashed squarely into him.

As the distance narrowed, Fang Yi finally saw clearly that a gigantic gate had appeared there. It was resplendent with gold and jade, imposing and majestic, with two adult merfolk standing guard on either side.

The Lightning Tribulation Grass had been planted by Old Zhu himself, and the Lightning Tribulation Pills had been refined by Old Zhu himself. Why would he need the Supreme Lord Laozi’s permission to give them to someone else?

The conditions offered by the other party were undeniably generous and enticing—indeed, one might even say that no one could resist them.

“Heh. I’m afraid even he doesn’t know that it’s a Source Divine Artifact. Besides, he only used it unintentionally, so it can’t really be considered a violation of the rules.” Lord Dongshan smiled, seemingly unconcerned by Baal’s actions.

Yet Muxi appeared not to have heard him. She did not even acknowledge his presence, merely staring blankly at the person beside him.

The two of them slowly raised their hands at the same time. In a trance, it seemed as though dark, oppressive clouds had blotted out the sky, thunder and lightning were roaring together, and fierce winds carried torrential rain down upon the world.

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By the time he came to his senses, the question had already left his mouth, as though it possessed a will of its own.

Wada Daowu knelt on the ground and wept bitterly for a while. Then he raised his samurai sword and slashed through the air at Jian Xingdao, who was suspended overhead. Naturally, there was no way he could hit him.

Judging from Baal’s current level of strength, not much time should have passed since he left Lord Dongshan’s assembly. Given the extraordinary difficulty of comprehending the Laws of Time, it would be very hard for Baal to have made much progress. He might have some confidence only in the simplest first trial.

Gu Yi suddenly felt a chill run through his heart. With a loud shout, he punched apart one of the golden soldiers before him, then rolled across the ground, preparing to flee the dangerous area.

Li Zhaohui had merely been knocked unconscious and knew nothing of how dangerous the incident had been. Now that she had regained consciousness and the doctor had examined her, confirming that she was fine, Jian Xingdao paid the bill and left with her.

When Qin Yang ran back on defense, he casually swung his arm. He was in good shooting form during this game. This kind of unorthodox bank shot was the scoring method of the future NBA scoring leader. Qin Yang had always been studying it, but his results were inconsistent. When his touch was poor, he often missed badly, so he did not use it very often.

Qin Yue silently turned over a strange thought in his mind, and suddenly found himself seized by a terrifying idea.

More than ten minutes later, Li Xin finally pierced through the ground. However, opening that door would be far from easy, because it had been forged from twenty centimeters of solid steel.

“Reporting to the Holy Lord, it came from Cloud Dream City,” an elderly man in a gray robe respectfully replied.

“Know your place!” Purple Plume revealed a disdainful smile. Her figure flickered and transformed into a streak of purple light. When she reappeared, she was already several meters away.

“You two have some nerve! I stuck my neck out to settle your trouble, and the two of you actually went and bet on the outcome! I’m confiscating all your pocket money for this month. From now on, I’ll have you betting on toilet paper instead.” Lei glared darkly at them as he spoke.

Qin Yue possessed a cultivation level founded on the Sacred Pivot Canon, and had now reached the third stage—a realm considered the pinnacle for the inheritors of the Sacred Pivot lineage over the past several centuries. Even so, Qin Yue could state with absolute certainty that he could not grant the wishes of every patient in the world.

“I’m smashing you!” The ox-horned weapon in his hand floated gently upward, then suddenly plunged down and slammed viciously into the arms of the Lion-Camel King.

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Chen Mo’s expression had not changed at all before this, and he had not spoken either. Only when General Paul Hargins called on him directly did Chen Mo finally react.

“Damn it! What’s wrong with this remote?” Li Xin suddenly roared, fumbling about in panic and nearly hurling the remote to the floor.

When Qin Feng reached the door of his office, he saw the person he least wanted to encounter—his ex-wife, Sophie. She had actually appeared here again, blocking his way like a restless ghost. What on earth did this woman want? That was the first thought that surged through Qin Feng’s mind.

Seeing Qin Feng’s helpless expression, Li Hong suddenly discovered that this man had a surprisingly adorable side. She could not help letting out a laugh, her face brightening as delight filled her heart.

“Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid. Your cousin admires you. He considers you his first disciple. Once you pass the examination and earn your title, you’ll be his student. Wherever you go, people will look upon you with greater respect.” Gu Peng could only offer gentle words of comfort.

If the City of Buried Moon fell this time, the damage to both Buried Moon and me would be immense. And if it were taken by hostile guilds such as the Divine Race, the Eternal Kingdom, or the Temple of War, they would certainly seize the opportunity to weaken the strength and morale of Buried Moon’s members. Capturing the City of Buried Moon would only be their first step.

Mu Rong Yuhan had already forgotten about the matter, so she never expected Xiao Zhang to bring it up suddenly.

Bellman followed Xiao Zhang and the others out of the car. He looked up at the beasts and convoy racing toward them, then hurriedly followed behind Xiao Zhang as they ran toward the side.

Lin Yiyun knew that Yun Quan was the disgraced young master cast out by the Yun family, but she did not know the details. Thus, she spoke with considerable concern.

At that moment, Qin Feng suddenly heard the sound of a mahjong table shuffling tiles through the receiver. His mind immediately conjured a scene: Liang Yuepeng was probably hiding in some teahouse, playing mahjong while arranging the tiles and lying to him that he was attending a party committee meeting.

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