Thirty-three, thirty-three.

Lota gradually slowed down until he came to a complete stop. Turning his head, he saw no trace of the python in the dense forest behind him.

"And then?" Lin Xuan asked. Seeing such a creature again after a hundred thousand years stirred a faint sense of nostalgia in him. Despite the bizarre symbols filling the blackboard, his thoughts remained identical to those he had ten thousand years ago: he could only wonder what these things were.

Although the incident in Fenglin Town was resolved, Chu Tian felt no relief. The frenzied expressions of the townsfolk kept flashing through his mind.

Lota immediately activated his Shadow Cloak to hide himself. However, the water mist permeating the air betrayed his position. Lucia, having released the mist, used her psychic power to sense every foreign object within its reach, instantly pinpointing Lota’s location.

Upon hearing Fiana’s words, Lota cursed. If the guards had truly ventured to the bottom of the well, it was highly probable that some had already been possessed, and the Tyrant’s consciousness might well be lurking within the guard unit.

Lota stood upright, legs splayed, waddling like a penguin as he struggled from his seat toward the sofa by the tea table.

"Defeated in the first battle of the Nine Nether Palace—shameful, isn't it?" One-Eye patted the Ghost Emperor on the shoulder.

"Alright, after taking down this Profound Ascension-stage savage beast, buy a 'Poop Turret' to try out. Its attacks can slow down fierce beasts..." Lin Xuan directed, while Yu Die recorded the scene.

However, Schaffhausen was a weak team; they had nearly been relegated last season, and their situation this season was no better.

The Green Bull Demon Emperor growled incessantly, his long staff dancing to create endless shadows as he lashed out with a crackling force.

Gathering together like this was an offense punishable by the execution of one's entire clan; how could they dare discuss anything as treasonous as abdication?

"Zishou, the Heavenly Dog Tribe has two Profound Immortals. I can handle at most one. Isn't this too risky?" Wuyi asked again, his voice filled with concern.

"Master Xiong Jing, how can I obtain high-grade essential blood?!" Wang Sanchui asked with a sense of urgency.

Xu Chen’s mother arrived just as class was ending, and a crowd of students gathered outside the office to watch.

As Lu Jiuan spoke, she packed a lunchbox full of the dumplings they had prepared earlier.

In the end, after some deliberation, Mo Xinchen provided one Beauty-Preserving Flower, ten Essence-Regulating Flowers, six Snow-Heart Flowers, and one hundred Spirit-Nourishing Grasses.

The room was filled with a faint scent of sandalwood, and wisps of smoke rose lazily from the incense burner, casting a dreamy, ethereal haze over the entire space.

"Mr. Fang, are you certain you wish to forsake your status and position in the Skull Society for these rebels?" Wesley’s pupils contracted. Though he was making a final attempt at persuasion, an icy will to fight emanated from his very core.

Seeing the hand extended by Diwu Yuting, Li Zixu hurriedly wiped his paw—which he had been using to scratch his head—against his clothes. With a sheepish grin, he said, "Hello, sister-in-law! My name is Li Zixu, just call me Li Zixu!" With that, he reached out to shake her hand.

Wu Wei had once asked Lin Shen about this, as he remembered that Lin Shen’s assessment of Gu Ye had been quite positive.

Feicuifei had intended to expand the victory, but suddenly a massive voice rang out, speaking in a garbled version of the Blue Star language: "Enough! You can barely save yourselves—must you keep making enemies?" Feicuifei halted his attack and began to look around.

As for myself, I was in a bit of a dilemma. I had only restored about half of my health. If Nana used her major healing skill on me now, she might not have it off cooldown if I needed it again later, and she wouldn't be able to save me.

After dealing with the surrendering forces, Lian Cheng led everyone out of the hall. The remaining seven thousand seven hundred warriors, led by their captains, formed up in front of the hall.

The sea of consciousness had returned to the same gray void as before. Yuan Quan watched the broken sword hilt floating before him, shivering violently and emitting intense emotional fluctuations. He suspected the sword had psychological issues—in human terms, he would call it a "collapse of worldviews."

If not for the sake of obtaining what he was owed, he would never have said anything favorable to Shen Zhiqin.

Fu Xihan understood by now that Zhuang Feng was a formidable opponent, but having reached this point, certain things had to take their "natural course."

At this moment, Long Aotian was trembling with fear; even as he fell to the ground, he continued to crawl away, his will to survive incredibly strong.

It wasn't until Milica arrived in the magical land of Huaxia that he realized there were more experts here than all those he had encountered across the world combined.

Qiao Shijie observed all of this, covering his mouth to feign a few coughs, and said, "Why don't we go for a stroll in the woods over there?" Seeing his sister willing to set her heart on Fang Ziquan, he felt much more at ease.

He had traveled abroad today to attend the birthday banquet of the Prince of Kingdom B. Kingdom B and Kingdom V had always been on good terms, so when Kingdom B extended an invitation, one had to attend—no excuses would suffice.

Before the leaders of the Thousand Flame Mountain could even reach An Ran, the matter had been powerfully and decisively resolved by the big shot of District 5.

Although the venom of the "Rooster-Necked Snake" was potent, it failed to kill the wolf because the poison had not reached its brain. The wolf, struck by an arrow, yelped in pain and rolled on the ground, dislodging the shaft. However, the toxins eventually took hold, leaving its hindquarters weak and rendering it combat-ineffective for the time being.

Xiao Yu appeared in the Sacred Land with an air of ease; as a Ninth-Grade Sword Immortal, he could not be stopped by the simple Sword Barrier, which failed to delay him even for a moment.