Volume 1, Chapter 129: Facing the Wall in Contemplation? Or Giving Up in Despair? How Can the Swallow Understand the Ambitions of the Swan!

Just then, a miraculous scene unfolded. As the drop of liquor touched the fragrant fruit wine, an exotic aroma instantly wafted out.

In the very next moment, while he was still bewildered, the remnant soul of the Holy Dragon transformed into a beam of holy light and charged toward Wang Hao’s shoulder.

"As long as the nutrition keeps up, living a few more years will be no problem at all," Benjamin said with great satisfaction. This result was already excellent.

The two great formations were activated simultaneously; one side erupted with sky-high flames, while the other surged with towering ice.

Long Di nodded, his eyes gradually turning a pale purple. A wisp of black smoke drifted out from within his body, merging with another to form a single entity that floated out of the Three Lives Ghost-Locking Tower, drifting off into the unknown.

"Since that is the case, I shall take my leave. Lin Zhengfeng, let me give you a word of advice: if you wish to survive in the future, you must start preparing yourself now," the King of Hell said with a smile.

Having made up his mind, he ordered his men to unload all the explosives from the ship, preparing for his grand plan to blow up the island.

The power of the Heavenly Talisman was immense; it was a treasure capable of instantly obliterating even experts at the Foundation Establishment stage. Those people from the West Sea Palace were merely eleventh or twelfth-tier cultivators—how could they possibly survive under the might of a Heavenly Talisman?

"Who are you? I’m a law-abiding citizen; what are you talking about?" Brother Sen played dumb.

It was obvious that Zhao Guilan was determined to follow him, but with Xu Ziwei possessing such excellent spiritual roots, how could he let her fall under his own management?

Cao Tianmen had been stripped of all management authority within the company, while Cao Tianjiao had become the general manager. As for him, a wealthy second-generation heir, playing at being a powerhouse would likely result in him being soundly disciplined by his wife upon his return.

As Chen Mo unleashed his North Dark Divine Skill, a massive suction force began to devour the Golden Body Arhat gathered by the five hundred Arhats. High in the air, the Golden Body Arhat trembled incessantly, and layers of golden energy shed like golden powder, rushing into Chen Mo’s body.

However, there were still many things to consider. His sailboat was completely non-motorized; a so-called non-motorized sailboat relies solely on the wind to propel its sails forward. Such a ship has no internal power source, though, of course, it could carry oars.

As it turned out, Li Su was a descendant of the Flying General Li Guang and had been practicing martial arts for many years. He was currently in his prime, wielding a fifteen-foot-long hooked spear with a bearded tip. Dong Zhuo had long kept Li Su as a logistics and support general; without combat, there were no military exploits, and without exploits, his status remained unrecognized.

"Please rest assured. The medical squad has received the Hokage’s orders and has been fully dispatched. All the injured have been located, received emergency treatment, and have been sent back to the village," the medical personnel reported.

Fortunately, Zhou Quan was a patient man. Both he and Yang Guang knew this endeavor would not be easy, so they waited patiently while making various preparations for the island's development.

Xia Xuanmo’s condition had finally improved, but now, thanks to that damned nurse, everything was ruined.

When the traffic police were still twenty meters away, Liancheng Yaochi had already silently drawn his gun and attached a silencer to the muzzle.

"Don't worry about it," Han Wantao said, struggling to crouch down and pick up a broadsword and a bow and arrow.

Her heart pounded violently in her chest. She opened her mouth, but her mind was so blank she couldn't think.

Tuan'er glanced at the Fan family’s carriage still on its way, then turned to look at Zhang Huan lying on the ground, a plan suddenly forming in her mind.

"Boss, will Xiao Qingming really come to see you tonight?" This was the question Tuan'er cared about most.

Then he was given a brutal beating by Xu Ran. Being beaten by Xu Ran was one thing, but then Qian Renxue arrived and slapped him across the face repeatedly.

He clutched his stomach and struggled to stand up. The alcohol he had consumed churned inside him, with an urge to surge outward.

He had been to Cheng Xiao’s house before; he had even swindled Cheng Xiao’s homework book from her grandfather and eaten the cucumbers from her garden.

The Sea God’s face turned ashen, his pupils contracting sharply. He could sense the immense energy emanating from Xu Ran. How could such terrifying power exist in the lower realms?

To the other contestants, her revealing her true face was an unfair advantage in the competition.

On the field, Mihawk proved worthy of the title of the world’s greatest swordsman. Wielding Yoru, the world’s strongest black blade, he swung his weapon with what appeared to be effortless ease, yet every strike landed on a weakness in Zoro’s defense.

Jiang Min decided she had to go to the hospital after waking up in the middle of the night. The space beside her was empty, and as she sat up, she realized that due to her pregnancy, her sleep had become increasingly restless.

The Mad Blade Demon was the weakest of the three Supreme Heavenly Demons, but his blade techniques were sharp and ferocious, showing no mercy when killing.

Even Old Philip, a shrewd man who had navigated the business world for most of his life, found the situation thorny and could not think of a single solution.

Halfway up the mountain in front of our school, there is a Fairy Ancient Cave. At the cave entrance, there is a large rock shaped like a torch—pointed at the top, narrow at the bottom, and round in the middle. The tip of the flame looks as if it has been blown askew by the wind.

In the midst of the crisis, Fox shoved Thomas Logan aside, his body springing up as he shielded Logan behind him. At the same time, his right hand leveled a custom "Colt" pistol, and he fired a shot in retaliation.

"Holy cow! You've got to be kidding me!" I truly couldn't believe it, even though goosebumps had already broken out all over my body.

It was already evening. There was no moon, only dim light. As far as the eye could see, there were endless tents, and a great many torches and fires were burning. There were many people, and it was very lively.

Furthermore, there was the Southern Sect of the Internal Alchemy school founded by Zhang Ziyang. For generations, the sect masters had been individuals with extremely high cultivation in Taoist internal alchemy. Who could guarantee that they weren't super-experts at the Innate stage or even higher, hiding in plain sight?

At the same time, additional elite secret guards were dispatched to defend the Heavenly Camel Villa, the place where the Ninth Young Master of the Ghost Mound Kingdom was being held under house arrest.

"Matter exists in seven states. The most basic are solid, liquid, and gaseous. The fourth state is the hyper-gaseous state, also known as the plasma state. Lightning and fire, for example, are in the plasma state; they have no definite shape or volume and possess fluidity."