Chapter 117: Lin Zhiling Is Getting a Little Too Into Character

This is the third divine general under the Heavens. Standing ten zhang tall, he possesses four arms, each radiating explosive power.

The guard sighed inwardly, knowing that the Sixth Prince and the Fourth Princess were likely suffering the most at this moment.

"I joined you to eat meat, not to commit suicide by throwing eggs against a rock. Sorry, I’m out."

The Great Elder stood frowning, gazing down at the scene below the mountain. From his vantage point, he could see a section of the mountain path—specifically the entrance from the platform to the four mountain trails—which was currently the most chaotic area.

The energy screen displayed the million-strong army of the Jin'ao Kingdom slaughtering civilians in a city they had just breached.

Furthermore, after he finished inscribing the wind runes, he was ambushed by members of the Death Nether Tribe on the road. At the time, he had assumed that the fellow named Beize had been killed by Han Feichen’s self-detonation.

Although the beast was powerful, its strength was ultimately only at the Gradual Clarity level. While Xing Shazhen had fought his way here through countless battles, he was in excellent condition. The Fire Beast King fought with all its might but was ultimately defeated.

Yun Shan wanted to speak, but he stuttered, unable to organize his thoughts to express his guilt toward Qing Lin.

Hearing this, Wang Hao smiled slightly. He knew that with powerful enemies approaching, Mo Shang’s actions were not merely for self-preservation, but more so to alleviate his burdens.

"I am old, truly old; I can no longer keep up with the King’s way of thinking," Zhao Bao said with a laugh. He understood that unless he asked Zhao Yong himself, Le Yi would never explain his confusion.

"You may call me Chong Meng. I wonder which of our camp’s forces the Human King intends to hire?" After revealing his name, Chong Meng inquired.

Just then, Lord Chunping’s gift list included a pair of premium century-old ginseng, ten strings of pearl necklaces, a piece of red coral, ten famous court paintings, two sets of gold and silver jewelry, ten acres of farmland, and ten beautiful maidservants.

Facing this situation, King Li Xuanfeng of Dali was driven to distraction by anxiety, but his repeated pleas for reinforcements fell on deaf ears.

The Chamber of Commerce relied on this simple principle to alter magic density, thereby achieving the effect of mana regeneration. The closer one was to the array, the more pronounced the effect became.

Su Yimo was truly conflicted. He didn’t want to miss this opportunity, yet he feared that Yun Xijia would think he was taking advantage of her vulnerability. In the end, Su Yimo lost his nerve. He did not confess his feelings at this moment, let alone engage in any behavior that socialist core values would forbid—he didn't even dare to imagine it.

Rushing before Pei Shuo, his arms became a blur of flowers, unleashing an endless storm of punches and elbows that fell upon the Pei clansman like a torrential downpour.

Admittedly, while Fang Dongliang was no peerless beauty, he was passable. Combined with his attire as a young master, he looked significantly more refined than before.

The host, accompanied by staff members holding number placards, found the guests who had successfully won their bids.

Hao Ren had initially wondered if the shepherd boy might be a demon in disguise, but upon closer inspection, he found not a trace of demonic aura; the boy was clearly just an ordinary child.

Watching Wang Fan’s demeanor, Lu Han really wanted to rush over and beat him up, but if he dared to do so, he wouldn't be Lu Han.

As for Gamora, although she was an alien, her prototype was too poor to fit his aesthetic standards.

Catherine had sacrificed so much for him; how could Zheng Yu be stingy with a mere few talent points?

"That's good," Zheng Yu said with great satisfaction. Tonight’s dinner was not merely a simple gesture of Liu Kun setting up a banquet to apologize. Beyond using this to build rapport with Yan Xiaofeng and infiltrate his inner circle to gather evidence for Nonglin, Zheng Yu also intended to use this opportunity to provoke Zheng Kai.

Hearing Gao Jian’s words, Zhou Junkai’s face flushed red and then paled. He looked angry but dared not speak, eventually hanging his head and preparing to leave, only to be grabbed by Zheng Yu the next moment.

Furthermore, not a single tall tree could be seen in the rolling mountain plains, only vast stretches of shrubs whose names even Wang Man could not identify. These shrubs were dark green, covered in curled, gnarled branches, with leaves like sharp awls piercing the sky.

That morning, Fatty Luo took an unprecedented interest in the interrogation of the old devil. His shop had no television, so he could only use a magical artifact resembling a mirror to simulate the reception of television signals.

The city’s population was just over 150,000; how could there be tens of thousands of "laughter pills" left?

Hao Ren was puzzled. He recited the incantation again, doubling the spiritual power channeled into the paper talisman. Yet, it was to no avail; not even a ghost could be seen in the vicinity.

If she inlaid them with all sorts of colors, it would appear too gaudy. For a moment, Min Shu was at a loss.

Su Dongpo and Huang Luzhi kept staring at the scroll in their hands; he held the right side of the painting while his left hand rested on Luzhi’s shoulder.

Luo Qian did not accompany them on the way back; she had to go collect the authentication results for the Xishan paper. Tan Jiangbian sat in the front, drowsy.

Yu Qi merely stared at Ao Qin. Suddenly, the clouds parted, and a dragon body tens of thousands of zhang long crashed straight into the sea, splashing water and overturning the corpses of countless spirits.

She didn't know what she had been thinking to actually listen to Auntie Long and find a random mounter in this countryside. It had reached a point where she had no other choice; since she had decided to let Zhang Cheng mount it for her, she had to believe that Zhang Cheng possessed absolute skill.