33 Disposal Strategy

"However, the navigation issue at Sun Island remains unresolved, so the tourism project has been temporarily shelved," Jiang Sheng said with a faint smile.

Wait, where was this dragon aura coming from? Jiang Sheng looked down to see Wangcai munching away at something in its mouth.

Yan Chixia was completely baffled, but with no explanation in sight, he shook his head and decided to keep his doubts to himself for now.

I watched in stunned silence as the God of Resentment gradually faded away before my eyes, dissolving into a wisp of black smoke until it vanished completely.

Upon receiving the order, the Universe Ring in Jiang Sheng’s hand suddenly expanded, whistling through the air with a thunderous roar as it struck the giant sea serpent in the water.

"No!" As he spoke, Yu Youcai lunged forward to seize the control stick, while Chen Ming glared at him with bloodshot eyes.

After sweeping past the exotic Demon Lord, the H-energy cannon beam remained undiminished. Following its trajectory, it plowed a wide, empty path through the Demon Lord’s army of kin, likely obliterating tens of thousands of ghouls, flesh-eating demons, and skeletal archers.

The other tourists in the group were not bothered by the elderly couple's affairs for long; after dinner, they were all beaming with joy, clearly satisfied with the meal. Hu Yi led them back to the hotel, feeling completely exhausted, but since several guests still wanted to head to the casino, he had to muster his remaining strength to escort them.

Inspector Yoshino seemed to realize something halfway through his sentence and immediately swallowed the rest of his words.

However, with Wang Changrong in charge now, even an invading army would be of no use. Besides, this was a society governed by law; no one could act recklessly.

"Kill!" Ji Ning had just pierced the skull of a golden-armored soldier with his sword, which seemed to enrage the others; they roared in unison and swarmed him in a frenzied attack.

After the brief, explosive clash, the Sea of Winds fell silent once more, leaving only the sound of waves and the booming footsteps of the Storm Giants.

A gale whistled, and the sky suddenly darkened. Then, Fang Yun appeared in the valley, standing proudly in his magnificent robes. A cool sensation rose from beneath his feet. Fang Yun glanced down casually and noticed that the valley floor was paved with white marble slabs, making it look impeccably clean.

Therefore, Zhao Feng would periodically enter the Primordial Dreamland to look for opportunities or attempt to lure one or two Golden-Winged Red Tigers.

Lu Xiuxius even felt that the fact that a portal remained open for exploration after the fall of the Sanctuary, allowing people to gradually drain its residual energy until it finally rotted and vanished, was all part of a grand scheme laid out by the Red Heart Royal Family long ago.

Every time students traveled, records were kept. In this era of big data, there would always be evidence for future investigations.

Princess Gushe’s lethal sword aura approached silently. By then, the second move between Fang Yun and the Vajra Ascetic had only just begun to take shape.

Some time ago, he had witnessed the evolution of the Heavenly Master’s Divine Eye of Heavenly Dao, and his own Dream Divine Eye, stimulated by the event, seemed to have improved once again.

The divine envoys looked at each other in confusion, unable to fathom what the Lord of Bull-Head City was planning.

The more suppressed he was, the more violent his power became, and the more frenzied his aura grew. Shi Feng was like a bloodthirsty demonic beast spiraling into a state of uncontrollable rage.

Yu Jun was also staying at the Pei residence this time. If Old Lady Li had found out he was in Yongzhou but chose to stay at an inn, she would have been even more displeased, so he didn't care if he was being intrusive and paid a visit.

Then, following that light, the blood-red color on the butcher's face and body continuously faded—a sensation He Tiandou found vaguely familiar.

The Yaotian family wore gold, the material of their garments so fine that they reflected the sunlight with a dazzling glare. There were twenty-one of them.

"Chu Wei, why are you here?" Hai Tian asked in astonishment. Not to mention him, Tang Tianhao and the others were equally surprised.

The long sword in his hand flowed like a stream of light, radiating a shocking sword intent as it slashed fiercely toward Chen Yu. The icy gleam at the edge of the sharp blade was enough to cut visible cracks into the very space itself.

"The precious aura is contained within, harmonizing with the sacred soil, nourishing one another. This soil has the ability to imbue primordial treasures with spiritual essence; it must be a type of Spirit-Birth Soil fused with some Seven-Colored Earth," Shi Feng said calmly.

Judging by the silhouette, it was a tall man. Su Yiqing did not hesitate for a moment; the opportunity might only last a second, and if she faltered, she would miss it. She had to strike first before the intruder could react.

Relying on this supreme treasure, the Yin Ghost Judge finally managed to preserve his soul, but having suffered severe damage, his soul power was now less than ten percent of its original strength, appearing weak and dim.

However, he was also deeply worried about his own situation, as he had only recently obtained this herb by chance. He had never expected that even after hiding it so carefully, the Vice City Lord would still find out.

The Marquis watched this scene with a happy smile on his face. At that moment, Kong Gu’s gaze turned toward the Marquis. When she saw him, the smile on her face froze, and she looked at the Marquis with a hint of sorrow.

Water Mirror Scholar Sima Hui was a true recluse, well-versed in Taoism, Qimen Dunjia, military strategy, and the classics. His greatest pride was his ability to discern the extraordinary talents of the world.

"My Lord, this Li Gang is indeed filled with righteous integrity, but he is a bit too pedantic," Xu Guanzhong remarked to Jiang De along the way.

"Hey, Mingshan." Bai Sen casually picked a tall building and dialed Li Mingshan’s communicator.

"I’m not here to see my master; I’m here to see you," Meng Yao said as she stood up, turning to Wang Yuyang. "Why don't you two sit here and chat? I’m going for a walk outside." With that, Meng Yao stepped out.

A few days later, the day of the grand competition, which countless people had been anticipating, arrived. Jiang De touched his nose as he looked at the examination grounds, which looked much like the college entrance exams of later generations. He hadn't expected to experience something like this in this era.

Under the crushing pressure of the Star Disc, those dozen massive black holes gradually shrank and finally fell silent. Although many ferocious beasts had already escaped from the black holes and scattered in all directions, the disappearance of the holes successfully severed the connection between the Beast World and the Xuantian Continent.

The two sides eventually dispersed. Kalabi returned to report to his Dark Emperor, while the Evil Rakshasa King vanished from the altar as the blood mist descended once more.

"Old Man Zhou, how long has it been since we sparred? Shall we have a go?" Chen Guang pulled back, and the dark, conical spear fell into his hand. Jiang De estimated it to be about seven or eight feet long.

Yiligan Hao looked at the smiling Liangshan soldiers, then back at his own Yiligan tribal army, which had suffered heavy casualties. He suddenly burst into loud wails, beating his own face while crying and shouting something in the Yiligan language.