28 Butterfly Hurricane

"But if we do that, aren't you afraid other countries will turn against us?" The Chief was clearly tempted; this deal was far more suitable than catching corrupt officials through smuggling.

The letter finally found its recipient, appearing to let out a sigh of relief. It hovered in the air without falling, slowly unfolding itself. Under the bright, watery moonlight of the mountains, Chong Chong saw that there were no words on the stationery, only a single drop of blood in the center. According to the Second Senior Brother's analysis, this must be her blood.

However, he had just unleashed a full-strength strike. Trying to retract that force now meant he couldn't even maintain his defensive water bubble, nor could he stop the trajectory of the oar. Though the harpoon and abacus that flew in from an angle lessened the impact, the girl still cried out in pain and fell backward after being struck.

It was one thing for the girl to run wild at the Heaven Gate Sect—that was just a failure of his own discipline—but she could not be allowed to cause chaos at the Buddha Ritual Temple. Master Nanming’s tone was inquiring, but since he was the host, they had to follow his lead. Besides, Master Nanming was right to be so cautious.

"Sister-in-law is right; it’s better if I hold him." Ming Yutang solidified this belief in his heart.

The Empress Dowager walked over, sat down beside him, and reached out to tuck in his quilt. Emperor Jingxuan’s eyes flickered slightly, but he did not open them.

Jiang Ruonan looked up, her first thought being: Why are they coming one after another? Her second thought was: Could this fellow be here to lecture me too? Is my status as a princess truly just for show, that everyone feels entitled to lecture me?

He was often fuming with rage, yet he couldn't show it on the surface. He could only force a smile that looked worse than crying as he patted Chong Chong on the head.

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He had tried to force himself on her after his advances were rejected. Yet, though he was overbearing, she was no weaker; they were evenly matched, and he could not subdue her at all.

"Sigh, I would like to answer you, but I'm afraid you won't grasp it. Shall we discuss a few questions first?" Liang Feng sighed leisurely.

Seeing Princess Ni sobbing softly, her beautiful face streaked with tears, Li Yu felt a pang of heartache. He tried to comfort her, but as he spoke, he found himself at a loss for what to say.

The power of this strike was immense. The Fearless Lion Seal at the Boundary-Breaking stage had reached perfection; if this hit any other cultivator at that level, it would undoubtedly be a lethal move. The carved figure on the wall did not escape either, being smashed directly into dust.

In fact, most of the Celestial Realm was vastly different from the human world. Only the areas where human cities were built exhibited scenes of the human world, thanks to the abundance of elemental energy.

"My King, the Grand Priest’s words are reasonable. I hope you will consider them carefully." Although he hadn't conferred with Li Yu beforehand and didn't know his true intentions, Gongsun Han felt this move was highly improper.

Zou Huidong realized this was a conspiracy, a trap! But no matter what it was, or who was trying to set him up, he had no choice but to step forward.

The Dangxiang army had suffered dozens of casualties from the bombardment, so they certainly wouldn't stay foolishly on their horses to be targeted. The rest dismounted and approached on foot, surrounding them with broadswords in hand.

Yet, the two-meter-thick ice shield sustained massive damage under Tu Hongzhan's blow. Shards flew everywhere with force greater than that of high-kinetic firearms, piercing the abdomen of an alien Major General standing several miles away with a sharp hiss.

The Guardian glared fiercely at Liu Yu. This was the decree of the gods, and the empire's equilibrium had always been carefully maintained. If he were to disrupt this balance, he would face severe sanctions.

However, Changfeng's weakest link was his lack of experience—he had never taken such an exam before. Under the pressure of nerves or other emotions, he might inevitably make mistakes, leading to an underperformance. This was what worried him the most.

I don't have much affection for the Ghost Lord. Staying by his side, I spent day and night thinking about how to climb above him. But now that the Ghost Lord has brought out his most precious possession, I feel somewhat uncomfortable. Although I want to oppose him, I don't want to owe him any favors.

Because of this, Miao Ning was also itching to try. However, he gave up on the idea; half-knowledge would not suffice. It would be best to watch the entire process and then listen to Liu Hui’s guidance for Changfeng before attempting it himself.

The golden sword in Qi Tianyu’s hand hummed. Since the Divine Dragon Heaven-Destroying Fist had no effect on the leader of the Cangyue Mercenary Group, Qi Tianyu finally drew his golden sword, whose sword qi could even damage the opponent’s soul.

With overwhelming force, A-Jiu drove the copper awl into his brow, while the copper awl in her right hand pierced through Wei Feilong’s ear—a double-pronged attack. Wei Feilong let out a shrill, desperate scream.

"Naturally. But to ensure my safety, I will only release him once we are ten thousand meters apart." Tian Cheng, a fake master, dared not clash with these people. With so many attacking at once, he had no confidence in a fight. Most importantly, he could not reveal his true hand now.

If he could bring the great Buddha that was Huang Tianhu to win first place for Nanling City, he would not only solidify his control over the Yao family but perhaps even sit on the throne of the underworld.