Volume One, Chapter 22: There Is Only One Disciple

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The moment Mu Sen entered the formation's core, the momentum of the Primordial True Martial Array surged dramatically, and the array's operation grew smoother. Compared to the changes in the Primordial True Martial Array, Emperor Jun was more concerned about the oncoming assault—an immense torrent of martial energy charging straight at the demon clan’s ranks, striking fear into the hearts of all.
“What’s wrong with being young? Several Persian generals have fallen by his hand. When he charges, he’s like a mighty lion; even the Spartans would be afraid! Haven’t you seen how respectfully your leader treats Davis?” the soldier said proudly.
Since the birth of the Demon Soul Clan, no one had ever cultivated this innate divine ability to such a level.
Mackson and Nier’s eyes nearly bulged out. The kind of grand national aura that people from the White Eagle Kingdom carried instantly vanished, replaced only by the greed of those who worship gold, their expressions betraying it whenever they saw treasure.
At this moment, the second group of test participants emerged from the Nine Absolutes Tower; still, no one lasted ten minutes on the second floor.
A pair of golden wings blotted out the sky, barely supporting their bearer as they soared upward, ready to fight. Yet in an instant, they were enveloped by a pair of wings coming head-on.
“Master, is it you? Is it really you?” The being on the ground cried out hoarsely, the pain cutting to the bone.
This power was invincible and immense, like a law of this world—unresistable and unchallengeable.
Malong’s demonic energy entered her body, and only innate divine strength could temporarily suppress the worsening injuries. Though willing, she was powerless and could only protect the two from the sidelines.
The outcome was predictable: the elemental roots of the Five Phases gradually drained by the egg until withered into ashes. If the being inside the egg had not yet been born, the lack of innate foundation would severely hinder future cultivation.
At that moment, Teresa, dressed in a neatly tailored mage’s robe, caught up from behind and walked shoulder to shoulder with me and Ying Li. She smiled brightly, eyes filled with surprise, and affectionately draped her hand over Ying Li’s shoulder, linking arms like sisters.
Holding the letter personally written by the Distillery Knight, I read the pessimistic predictions about the Yero Plane’s situation between the lines. I sighed softly, greeted Mr. Billy downstairs, and then returned to the imperial capital with Katarina.
Though Jiang Chen’s sword momentum had been sealed, he still retained some understanding of its use—less than one percent of the original power—but for postnatal martial artists, spiritual power was intangible; they hardly possessed any, let alone could resist it.

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The apprentice priest never glanced at the gravely injured armored knights, and his arrogant, contemptible attitude made me want to rush forward and slap him several times.
“Isn’t this my TV drama poster?” Deng Chao asked in surprise; this was a new drama he had filmed before participating in Running Man.
Swords clashed with staffs; Bai Cangdong was not sent flying as the Mad Lion had expected. Instead, the Mad Lion felt his hand suddenly heavy.
Under moonlight, one by one they leaned slightly, gazing at the paper crane window, their expressions tense yet hopeful.
Qiao Yousi lay quietly in his arms, eyes shimmering like ripples, cutting the moonlight, outlining the person. When the sound of the xun flute spread across the fields, he raised the Dongba xiao flute to his lips.
Though the imperial city was nearly twenty thousand miles from the Star Lodge City, the Ninth Prince was a Star Soul Master commanding the royal flying guard. Even from a hundred thousand miles away, it would take less than a month to arrive.
Therefore, Phil Jackson eagerly anticipated how Sun Zhuo would respond to James—would he still rely on his unstoppable shooting skills?
A pillar of blood-red light suddenly appeared, causing all nearby to widen their eyes, especially Tang Lin, Long Mei, and members of the Three Mountains organization, who were astonished.
“Hold true to your heart?” Lu Ming was baffled, reading the phrase repeatedly and murmuring. She understood the phrase’s meaning, but not why her grandmother had told her this.
Now that the regular season had just begun, Sun Zhuo was in no rush, focusing on guarding the opposing team’s strongest scorers. If their ace was a guard or forward, he would mark them closely rather than the center.
Thus, Qin Chuan could only calm himself, taking one step at a time, holding out as long as possible, and accepting defeat if he could not endure.
The chaotic scene grew only more disorderly, nothing particularly special, but eventually, calm would return.
Statistically, Arenas would likely not repeat his previous actions, having already been defeated by Sun Zhuo.

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“Nonsense! When have you ever been bullied? You’ve always been the one doing the bullying!” Gongsun Ming said sternly.
Though unaware of the other’s purpose in investigating this matter, since Aerylia had instructed not to reveal her abilities before others, she must have her reasons. Therefore, he would conceal his true power.
“Captain, there are tire tracks here. Though someone tried to erase them, the outlines remain visible,” a team member reported.
Wushuang replied, “The prince said nothing and did not resist, calmly cooperating with the palace guards as they left the residence.”
Qiu Wan broke into a cold sweat; who would dare doubt the boss? Might as well bang her head against the wall or undergo plastic surgery or even a complete transformation.
Another possibility was that Senju Hashirama thought Bai Mian was aiming too high and thus planned to use strength to make Bai Mian focus on serious cultivation.
Third-tier Creator Qin Tian opened his heavenly eye, seeing the imperial weapon’s phantom appear on the Central Continent, his brow furrowed.
The divine spear pierced through the ancestral elephant’s crown; the void twisted as golden light emerged. Emperor Ye appeared above the ancestral elephant, gripping the spear. With a tremor of his arm, the tip exploded with the power of billions of laws, the emperor’s divine might bursting forth.
What did this mean? Wasn’t it obvious that returning to the Miao family was inviting everyone’s harshest scorn?
At that moment, the incident in Yunzhou diverted most of her attention, oddly making her feel much better.
Only then did Serena and Nene realize that the giant hornet involved had quietly slipped away sometime ago, and after a brief pause, they resumed blaming each other.