39 Turning the World Upside Down

The procession was massive, yet the manpower utilized entirely belonged to the Dayang Empire. Naturally, Ye Qingcheng had no qualms about taking full advantage of such a convenient arrangement.

Though she bore numerous scars, only the gunshot wound on her shoulder blade required concealment. The rest could easily be covered by an evening gown.

Come to think of it, there must have been a reason why Fairy Galaxy chose not to make any alterations to the Immortal Palace despite inheriting the Brocade Exquisite Terrace.

For some unknown reason, a sudden wave of restlessness washed over Long Bing just now, bringing an overwhelming premonition that something was about to happen. His hunches had always been remarkably accurate, yet he had no inkling of what was to come. This unsettling feeling was truly agonizing.

While they were busy, the afternoon arrived, and Director Han rushed to the brigade headquarters looking travel-worn and weary. The officers were exceptionally pleased to see him back, yet equally anxious to learn the exact combat situation of Commander Yang and his men.

Though Zheng Rou did not understand why Long Bing would ask her such a question, she sensed that whatever he was about to say next would cause her heartache.

Ling Xueya looked at Ye Feng lying on the ground with a heart full of grief. At this moment, the meridians throughout Ye Feng's body were shattered inch by inch, fresh blood continuously seeped from his skin, and his breath was extremely weak.

"What is it, old monk? Let me tell you, don't try any tricks with me. I know very well what you are up to." Sun Wukong picked up a banana, ate it unceremoniously, and a strange, cunning smile played at the corners of his mouth.

After everyone had left, the special training team resumed their routine drills. Long Bing, however, found himself even busier. He had to adjust the personnel roster, design split-training plans, and conduct ideological work, knowing full well that those excluded from the selection process would inevitably have complaints. Most importantly, he needed to make preparations for that impending matter.

Before Xu Yangyi could speak, Fahai already knew what he wanted to ask. Therefore, he used this method to tell him that spiritual cultivation is, in essence, the cultivation of immortality. Once enlightened, one becomes an immortal; without enlightenment, one merely seeks the legendary immortals of myth. The so-called path of immortality is vast and distant, yet it truly resides within the human heart. Why bother pursuing things that no longer exist?

That creature's seemingly casual gaze swept across the surroundings, bypassed the numerous winged beasts, and finally landed steadily upon the specific winged beast it was controlling.

Qingniao and Qingyi simultaneously sensed the threat of death—a scent far too familiar to them. With a fierce roar, Qingniao shouted, "Danger!" and shoved Qingyi out of the way.

Rumble... The void shook violently, as if heaven and earth were being split apart. Debris and skeletal remains from all directions floated simultaneously. Within the accelerated domain of the Time Law, infinite streams of white spiritual light surged from the surroundings, forming a boundless vortex of spiritual light around the Jianmu tree.

"Has it not already ended? What other issues could there be?" Qiu Yan seemed to be the only person completely unaffected by the Overseer's slaughter.

"Knowing that is good. Li Sansheng is not that simple, nor are the Liu and Li families. Don't get yourselves wiped out by the Li family before you even make a move," Chen Peidong said with a hint of anger.

Yet Yue Lingtian stood aloof like an outsider, holding a wine flagon as he leaned against the fireplace in the corner, his gloomy gaze fixed intently upon the dining table.

The most terrifying thing about Yun Yi was his utter madness, which was also one of the most frightening aspects of the gaming space. At times, the gaming space possessed the power to awaken the darkest human nature buried deep within.

His gaze suddenly turned as sharp as a blade. Anyone fixed by such a look would be haunted by the illusion of a thousand swords piercing their heart.

Speaking of which, Zhan Huayu believed that it was due to his father's ideological flaws that Qi Dawei had been so rebellious in his youth. Fortunately, the prodigal son had finally returned to the right path.

Orochimaru's raspy voice came from directly beneath Juugo's feet. A pair of pale, corpse-like hands suddenly burst forth from the soil, locked onto Juugo's ankles like a ghost's grasp, and pulled him violently downward.

Christina drifted leisurely through the air. A pair of grey, fleshy wings had grown from behind her shoulders at some unknown point, flapping gently up and down.

Just as she was about to scream at the top of her lungs, a hand muffled her mouth. Opening her eyes in the pitch-black classroom, she realized it was Mr. An who had covered her mouth.

Song Meiwen rarely turned hostile toward others. In the past, she always presented a gentle demeanor within the estate. Even if she were to smash cups and bowls, she would do it within the confines of her own courtyard, never making such a scene in front of everyone.

She desperately tried to suppress her turbulent and complex thoughts, but the harder she tried to control them, the more disobedient her mind became.

He wielded the blood-red halberd in both hands, brandishing it like a tempest churning the sea. It whipped up a foul wind, casting a blood-red pall over the heavens and the earth, imparting a three-tenths bloody hue even to the swirling goose-feather snow.

Furthermore, Wang Yu had not only injured them but subsequently treated their wounds as well, earning him the genuine acknowledgment of all the ninjas present.

In this team, they were the only two ordinary people who had failed to evolve any abilities. Were it not for Moran, Lian Yue, and the others, they would likely have died in the wilderness long ago without even a whole corpse left behind.

Chen Rao's voice came through the walkie-talkie. Since they were all using a public channel, the other vehicles could hear the situation Cheng Xiao had just reported.

Such combat had likewise surpassed the scope of her abilities. Was this the peak of the Gold rank? Or perhaps it already bore a faint trace of the Legendary realm?

He had long known that Hanasaki Chiyuki would not let the matter rest easily, but he had not expected her to intervene in such a manner.

Inside the dim and spacious room, only the harsh white light of a single desk lamp illuminated a corner.

"Guohao, our Li family is now facing a life-or-death crisis. Why don't you summon Li Chen back and send him to the Hong family to plead guilty, thereby defusing the crisis facing our clan?" Zhou Shufen asked, looking at Li Guohao with a puzzled expression.

Before Huang Qianzhong even entered the conference room, he sensed the commotion inside from the hallway. Slowing his pace, he gently pushed the door open, slipped silently into the room, walked toward his seat, and bent down to sit.