Volume 1, Chapter 15: Chen Fan, You Are Not Worthy of Being a Man!

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“The Black Armored Army comes to pay respects to Old Ye.
Disturbers—kill!
Those who defy orders—kill!
Those who show disrespect—kill!”

Three successive commands for execution rang out, their echoes exploding over the Ye family estate. The voices carried an overwhelming murderous intent that unsettled everyone present, as if they were surrounded by mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Following this, a middle-aged man clad in black armor with a flowing black cloak appeared before the crowd. His gaze was sharp, a scar marked the left side of his cheek, and a long sword hung at his waist. Behind him stood the dreaded Black Armored Army.

The Black Armored Army—an infamous legion known throughout Huaguo, recognized even by toddlers.

The leader of this army was...

Hu Shaoyuan, despite his years, thought to himself that this child must be possessed by a spirit, but what kind of spirit could consume so much chicken and duck?

Seeing that Wu Sheng had yet to react, Liu Chen smiled and said to Tang Xishi, “Don’t worry, I’m just taking you for a walk, not to do heavy labor. He’ll be fine, right?” With that, Liu Chen stepped forward and patted Wu Sheng’s chest again.

Indeed, their only hope now was to seek help from Yun Jue. Yun Yin, defeated, concluded with a tired and disappointed expression that dulled the pink dress she wore. The bandages binding her wounds starkly contrasted with the wild youth beside her.

The doctors exchanged glances in silence, none daring to step forward. Zhou Erhu’s condition was no longer just dangerous—it was a matter of life and death at any moment.

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Jian Zhiyu held her eyes open and whispered her last words: “Brother, thank you for taking care of me all this time.” These were the words she longed to say since awakening.

Having made up his mind, Sun Quan unbuckled his seatbelt and opened the car door. A cold breeze brushed his face, bringing a slight chill. He glanced at the person sprawled on the ground, bent down to retrieve his phone from the car, and began walking toward them. But after only a few steps, his vision darkened, and he collapsed heavily.

Hester knew that Chen Da and the others would want to discuss the matter privately, so she nodded and quietly left without saying more.

Tong Xinran pressed her rosy lips together, her expression changing from a graceful smile to a shy bashfulness, her fair cheeks flushing pink.

This was also a veteran cooperative hotel; the National Television team had booked an entire floor, including the waiting area and interview rooms.

Liu Chen finally arrived at the intersection where Zhang Zhihao’s large truck provided cover. He stopped the car and carefully surveyed the surroundings. He had to admit, this was a perfect spot—only one surveillance camera, blocked entirely by Zhang Zhihao’s truck, creating an ideal blind spot.

A beam of light burst from Lin Xiao’s hand, striking directly atop Gu Tong’s head.

“Enough! You even got the slogan wrong; it’s ‘Xtep, Everything is Possible!’” Fan Bingbing rolled her eyes, her audacity rivaling that of the Great Wall itself.

The gray rabbit, captured by humans, refused to surrender. It opened its three-part mouth, revealing sharp fangs, and bit fiercely at the human’s hand.

Lin Xiao and Cao Shangfei were shocked—after all, in this era, few geniuses could forge the Sword Intent, let alone such a remarkably young boy.

At the scene, Leng Wuya led the way holding the Soul-Taming Tower, with Zhong Ling close behind. The killing aura released by the tower was especially potent against ghosts, forcing the approaching spirits to retreat.

The bones constituting the White Bone Spirit had been entirely shattered, yet within them remained a strange entity known as the Misty Bone. Did this mean the White Bone Spirit was not truly dead but had transformed into the Misty Bone in a manner beyond Wang Yan’s comprehension?

Lin Xiao did not venture deeper; he was unaware of what ferocious beasts might be waiting inside. Even the leopard kept a distance of fifty meters, as if ignoring him altogether.

At this moment, I too began to panic. Such things had only been seen in movies before, and now, facing it myself, I felt helpless and unable to think calmly.

Upon hearing this, the Bull Demon King recalled how he had been forced to dance wildly by that strange bell’s chime during his earlier attack and was filled with uncontrollable rage at the memory.

Piercing eagle cries rent the sky as two giant war eagle gods soared forth, circling downward.

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She dared not look at him, lowering her head to kiss his eyes, hiding her stirred emotions from sight.

Lian’er gazed at Tan Zong with a complex expression; her heart was in turmoil—torn between her own chastity and Tan Zong’s life, unsure which to choose.

At this thought, Elder Bigil cursed those demon worshippers bitterly. If not for their greedy foolishness, none of this would have happened.

The leader of the Cloud Sect glared fiercely at his junior brother. He had repeatedly warned him to tailor such strategies carefully, yet he failed to control his spirit, thereby provoking a formidable enemy like Xiang Ru.

From a spacious area, they moved into narrowing confines. The monkeys behind stopped, unwilling to proceed, craning their necks to look forward.

“If you don’t come, I... I want to die!” Xu Yang looked up at Li Tian, tears streaming down his cheeks. Seeing this, Li Tian’s heart swelled with pity and gently smoothed Xu Yang’s hair, but noticed the other’s face was pale and expressionless.

“Divinity begins with the path of the mage!” On that day, this resolve was deeply engraved in the hearts of every mage in the City of Saints, becoming a near-sacred belief that drove generation after generation of mages to pursue truth like moths to a flame.

“Military orders are as unyielding as mountains; who dares disobey?” Xu Yuanlang and Meng Haigong leapt forward, tightly holding Dou Jiande. General Ling Jing spat blood, snatched a soldier’s great bow, and loosed a deadly arrow into the distance, piercing two soldiers and a peasant shielding Dou Jiande.

Even low-level zombies possessed tremendous strength and an immortal body, making them formidable foes.

Lu Ya’s pupils suddenly dilated; his mouth opened as if to ask how Jiang Hao knew all this, but Jiang Hao denied him the chance to speak.

If Baozi found out I was challenging him to a drinking contest with mineral water, I’m sure he’d fight me to the death.

“Boom!” The pig-headed man who hadn’t even reacted yet was engulfed by the massive fireball, which exploded loudly.

“Even being a year older counts!” He Manzi feigned anger, about to say more when her phone suddenly rang.

In the world of the Journey to the East, he once traveled through time and space with the Eight Immortals. The Eight Immortals lost all their powers and became mortals, but because of the Wheel of the Heavens, only his body became mortal—his magical power remained intact.