Order of Prohibition No. 82

Upon hearing these three words, Master Wang's face instantly clouded over, as if a day's worth of joy had been wiped away in that moment. Master Ziyun broke out in a cold sweat upon his brow, while Master Baimu and the others grew anxious, unable to help but urge, "Master, why is it not working yet?" Master Ziyun gave no answer, but raised his hand and released another swirl of purple mist, thicker than before. Yet after lingering for a while, still no image appeared.

He had fervently hoped the old master would pass soon, but now, faced with using the ox’s tears to summon his own father's ghost, he suddenly felt afraid.

"Considering how vast the region around Eight Sages Mountain is, and the fact that powerful figures from all sides have gathered, it's not surprising that we don't recognize him. Perhaps he isn't from our territory," someone spoke slowly. Qingyin nodded slightly.

At once, the three unleashed fierce, unmatched attacks, each targeting a great demon of the boundless sea. In an instant, the battle became extremely intense.

No trace of a wolf or hound corpse could be seen on the ground. Aside from the bloodstains on Luo Tian, not a single drop of blood could be found throughout the entire illusion. Even the blood on the Mortal Dust Blade had been completely absorbed.

Upon returning to Floating Moon Palace, Murong Su coaxed him, saying, "Your father still has important matters today; he will see you tomorrow." Only then did everyone help him bathe and change clothes.

After explaining the serious matters, the two chatted idly for a while longer, ending their conversation only when Li Xuangan bade farewell with clasped hands.

The Xuanyuan Sword broke free from Xuanyuan Po, soared into the sky, and shone with dazzling radiance as a stream of flowing light enveloped it.

On the child's face, there was no concealment or artifice; whether happy or unhappy, every emotion was clearly written there.

After a while, just as Karkasas was about to return to the pet space in the midst of his wild imaginings, Yang Ye finally explained the entire situation to him.

Su Qiong’s intentions were accurately guessed. Even if the two swordmasters pursued them, with Fairy White Deer and Su Qiong joining forces, what was there to fear?

For a moment, only the two chief elders could withstand the pressure. The other three ordinary elders were instantly overwhelmed by the force, unable to breathe.

Kai Feng, Yuan Feng, and the others felt a chill in their hearts, but were also puzzled—why had the Dark Serpent King changed so drastically?

"Is someone bullying you?" Shu Qinqin’s first response was this. She didn’t know where the courage came from; without thinking, she grabbed the fruit knife from the tea table and rushed into Hong Yan's room.

The most obvious was Li Jiang. His aura had always been strong, but now it was exceptionally powerful, surpassing the Martial Spirit realm. Even the peak elders of the Sacred Land could not withstand his pressure—this was the strength of a Lord.

Only Zhao Beier remained unaware of Fu Chen's special situation. As soon as she heard, she exclaimed excitedly, "A cyborg warrior!" She looked as if she wanted to pounce and examine Fu Chen from head to toe to see if it was true.

At this moment, Yang Ye looked again at the meditation mat, where Bai Muxue sat cross-legged in deep concentration.

Just as the ruler of the Wind Kingdom was falling into despair, a group of mighty figures suddenly appeared on the horizon.

One could even say that if not for Qin Hao’s extraordinary bravery, rallying his men's morale, our side would have had the advantage—just as I first anticipated.

An Qing was stunned, then recalled Liu Qian's current strength—already able to handle Heaven-rank opponents as a mere Sage. If he were to reach Heaven-rank himself, killing men like them would be child's play. The thought made him break out in a cold sweat.

Flames leapt high, burning fiercely. The mountains below turned to ashes, the great formations were consumed, and the vast lake evaporated completely, leaving nothing behind.

Lin Huan had killed her husband and three sons. She hated Lin Huan enough to want to flay her and devour her flesh; it was a testament to her strength of mind that she retained any reason at all.

Not all special forces members were absent from the Hammer Bureau—one remained: the absorber, Krill.

The only explanation was that the cultivators of Ghost City were extremely powerful, or perhaps the cultivation method of Ghost City did not conflict with the aura emanating from the Death Staff.

The name alone revealed its nature—a valve. The continent’s other nations had largely followed the system of Grand Xia, including this powerful clan-based institution.

If a woman was married, she must follow her husband's family's customs; when leaving the household, her husband would accompany her. Otherwise, it was forbidden for her to go out without permission.

His companions all burst into mocking laughter, their eyes now tinged with pity as they looked at Lin Huan.

Luo Hao revealed his true form, a black blade with dragon patterns in hand, sweeping through the void in a blaze of golden light, as if cleaving chaos itself.

If spirit stones were used to set up a gathering array to provide for the training of Grand Xia's warriors, how many stones would that cost?

Though not perfectly fluid, their firing, reloading, and tactical maneuvers were all executed with considerable skill—any amateur could see this troop was well-trained.

At that moment, Beckett, who was facing Carly, also sensed a mortal danger even as he retreated.

Because of the unique way he crossed worlds, Lin Chen was not sure whether the supplies in his storage pouch could be brought back with him.

As they ate, Ron noticed that Arie began to wipe away tears. He looked up at Ron, hesitating as if wanting to say something.

The three of them agreed to stay in contact, each placing their own exclusive seal on the other's jade token.

"It's that iron tool with a long handle and teeth. You can also call it a wrench," Dai Yuezhou explained patiently and kindly.

The twenty-fifth Earth Fiend sat smoking on the sofa, not realizing that Feng Lin had already grabbed him by the throat.