The Great Demon King 2

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Seeing that figure, I let out a sigh of relief. It was not the person I had expected; my reaction just now must have been instinctive, and at least that person had not reached that point yet. I shook my head, mocking myself for such helpless thoughts.

Not long after Zheng He died, Old Mai also passed away suddenly. The islanders built a tomb for Old Mai beside Zheng He’s main tomb, interring his coffin and "body" there. This was the first cave tomb Jenny and I had discovered at the time, but the truth was, Old Mai had never died at all.

"My men are currently monitoring them. There are four Japanese agents in total, and they are staying in a suite not far from the hotel. They just rented the place; we quietly spoke with the landlord, who said they signed a one-year lease." After saying this, Ouyang Hua smiled.

"What is the meaning of that piece of fabric? Can a single scrap of cloth prove that I am the murderer?" Lu Hu’s tone remained defiant, showing no signs of backing down.

The terrain there was treacherous, with rolling mountain ranges resembling giant dragons coiled and sleeping on the earth. At the end of these dragons stood two mountain ranges, towering like massive, thousand-foot-high city walls, blocking everyone’s line of sight.

"I know, so you’re trying to say that I shouldn't hold a grudge against Yan Qingchen for what happened back then?" Looking at the vastly different temperament of Mo Wanli compared to years ago, he felt a constant, aching pain in his heart.

"Then I’ll go to Tom’s house and see if I can find anything." Zhang Chao, who had been silent until now, volunteered to search Tom’s home.

Xiao Chen took it; it was indeed all there. Every single villager had been accounted for, from infants only a few months old to elders in their eighties or nineties, all having signed their names either personally or through a family representative.

Several subordinates had already pulled out high-intensity flashlights and shone them into the entrance of the underground passage. After confirming that everything seemed fine, they led the way inside.

Clearly, this was not due to any other reason; it was highly likely that Xiao Chen’s phone call had done the trick.

Liu Jun admired Chen Xiumei’s courage, but it was a pity that she had been deceived because she did not understand the unwritten rules of the martial arts world, which led to this situation. However, he would not act immediately.

Had it not been for this coincidence, she might never have found information related to her mother in her entire life. Rather than living with such grief and pain, it was better to hold onto that hope and expectation.

Suddenly, Luo Huan laughed maniacally; these raindrops were exactly the domain energy he needed to advance to the rank of Domain Master.

Losing face was a minor matter, but it would affect the entire Xu family and the Xu Corporation. He was the most renowned and promising successor to the Xu Corporation; if he were to lose all credibility over this incident, those within the Xu family and the corporation would naturally question his capabilities.

In ancient times, only the wealthy could afford to wear it, and even today, many people do not wear silk or similar materials, but rather mass-produced industrial garments.

They had been companions only a short while ago, yet now they had turned into frenzied monsters. Facing this, Aila could not bring herself to kill them and could only struggle to fend them off. On the other side, the lean, lanky werewolf was entangled by the muscular werewolf, unable to break away and forced into a defensive position.

A streak of blood-red flame surged from Fang Xu’s fingertips, transforming into clusters of crimson fire, which he then used to refine pills.

One cultivator was so terrified he couldn't speak, while the other fared slightly better, at least managing not to babble nonsense.

While walking down the stairs, she glanced at the information about the ring and discovered that this thing actually had attributes.

The Ghost Courtyard in town was also restless. On the first night the caravan stayed there, it began to haunt the place, with thunderous noises echoing incessantly. The next day, the caravan leader went to the tavern to demand a refund. Because they were haunted in the middle of the night and the water well collapsed with a roar, they woke up feeling physically and mentally exhausted, and the entire Ghost Courtyard had been turned into a wreck.

Although the Martial Mansion only opened once every thousand years, and those who had entered in the past were now old or had even passed away, some recorded accounts still circulated. The omens of the Martial Mansion’s emergence, as well as some of the things seen and heard within, had been passed down.

Their respective powers collided directly, including spiritual sense, aura, and the enhancements of their weapons. If there had been any ordinary people nearby, they would have been instantly obliterated by this invisible pressure.

The four Black God Kings received their master's orders and immediately scattered, diving into the remaining four insect clouds.

Both sides attacked with complete disregard for their own safety. The scene was instantly explosive, and Mi Youran watched in disbelief, feeling as though it were truly tragic.

The Spring God’s enchantingly handsome face turned exceptionally hideous, and boundless killing intent erupted from his body. This was the resentment in his heart; the Immortal Realm of the past was the Immortal Realm of the Immortals, not the Immortal Realm of the ascendants.

With a loud boom, the expert was struck by the hurricane. His mountain-like, majestic body turned into a tattered kite, flying backward as if torn apart by giant hands. His body was ripped to pieces, and blood and remains scattered across the sky like rain.

By this time, the battle was drawing to a close. All the disciples of Lingyun Manor had been killed, leaving no survivors. Although the wind-crossbow guards had sustained injuries, they were not serious, a level of strength that even Zhu'er marveled at.