Chapter 136: Explosion

Lu Daxian let out a cold snort, revealing a haughtiness not usually seen in him.

If Bai Tao had come in person, he might have been a bit cautious and wary, but this half-grown boy? Forget it. Still…

He narrowed his eyes and asked, "What is he holding in his hand?"

"A bomb?" Xie Lin muttered subconsciously.

After all, Bai Tao had once blasted him right in the face with a bomb, and he had spent much time speculating about the source of that explosive—the military's weaponry.

"The Sword-Wielding Elder truly lives up to his reputation!" An elder of the Myriad Things Sect could not help but sigh in a low voice. Others, even those harboring conspiracies against the Paranormal Department, felt a deep sense of admiration at that moment. The prowess of the Sword-Wielding Elder was indeed beyond their reach.

"It’s fine, it’s fine!" His heart had sunk at first, but recalling Shen Qiansan's attitude just now, he breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, this youth did not hold a grudge against him; otherwise, he would have been in grave trouble. He had not expected the boy, who looked like a beggar, to be such a formidable opponent.

She had indeed overlooked the fact that her current strength was quite weak—possessing only three souls, her spiritual power was at best comparable to that of an Immortal Emperor.

Du Yu’s expression turned colder. In that case, did this mean the Left-Handed Saber King, Zhou Wannian, had no hope left in this battle?

The Eight Sword Slaves were not individuals of great natural talent, and they harbored a deep-seated hatred for prodigies. Seeing Gu Feng comprehend a Dao-level intent, their killing intent surged even more. Surrounded by swirling sword qi, all eight of them merged with their swords, transforming into eight giant blades of concentrated energy, and charged at Gu Feng together.

Gritting his teeth, he immediately dove into the cave, simultaneously unleashing his palm force to expel the water and seal the entrance.

So-called "Gang Qi," also known as True Qi, implies authenticity. Not only does it inherit all the capabilities of spiritual energy, but it can also be released outside the body and condensed into tangible forms for both offense and defense.

After all, experts at the Saint Emperor realm were beings who stood at the pinnacle of the continent and were exceptionally rare.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Huang Tiancheng had taken a fancy to Lin Ziyu. So, even if the shipment of silk fabric were recovered, what of it?

Inside the earthen cave, it had been exactly one hundred days since Su Wang first woke up, meaning he had been in this cave for one hundred and seven days in total.

Relying on such unreliable power is, in the end, not the right path. Who knows when it might trigger a backlash from the Ninja World and the Pure Land?

Three space-time apostles, appearing to be a team, stood at the edge of the fissure. All of them stared at Lian in the middle without the slightest hesitation or wavering, and one after another, they stepped forward and rushed toward her.

The cyan blade energy was dazzling; there was no doubt that if it struck a person, it would be no different from a real blade—it would certainly draw blood.

At the first glance, Tang Feng was indeed there, his face solemn, but at the second glance, he had vanished from sight.

Therefore, Duffy, as Yao Ming’s former partner and friend, found it necessary to have the former partner pave the way for the current one.

In truth, one can discern the extraordinary nature of a divine artifact from the description "immortal throughout the ages." What can withstand the erosion of time? No matter how tyrannical you are, no matter how world-shaking your power, no matter how breathtaking your beauty, you are still nothing more than a mound of yellow earth or a pile of bones, unable to resist the swift passage of time and the relentless flow of the years.

With a single punch, she struck the tattooed man's crossed arms, forcing him to retreat two steps. Seizing the opportunity, she leapt high, flipped, and unleashed a long leg from who knows where, kicking the man in the chest and sending him toppling over.

If there were targets to win over, Zhang Qiulai’s grandfather would naturally have to step forward. The intimidation of a Saint King-level expert, coupled with the existence of a Higher God, would likely lead these neutral tribes to choose their side.

It was primarily because that area was a vital location for merchants, with a vast amount of goods passing through it.

This move truly made Mizuki look at him with new eyes. Had it been any other Chunin, or even a slightly weaker Jonin, they would have been defeated if caught off guard.

However, since Xiao Ruoqi had not spoken, as someone born into the Blazing Fire Sect, joining the Wind and Thunder Sect was not something that could be settled in a few sentences.

In this sweep, Jia Cong was killing one to warn a hundred. All the local chieftains who participated in the final coalition action had their families wiped out, while those who withdrew after learning of the Cen family's failure were spared by Jia Cong. Instead, he ordered their families to relocate to outer provinces within a limited time.

The Golden-Winged Peng was also completely subdued by the Yin Kun at this moment. It returned from the sky, flew toward the lower realm, and arrived before Meng You. With a shake of its wings, it shed the form of the Peng and reverted to the appearance of the Yin Kun Dragon Horse.

That whip was the very Ginseng Fruit spiritual root that Zhen Yuanzi had brought from the Chaos Spring and planted on Xiangtao Mountain.

Meanwhile, the city of Zhenyuan finally realized, albeit belatedly, that their base had been raided.

That was not all. Ten thousand Huguang troops led by Song Zhu himself, along with several thousand Qinghai-Tibet cavalry, had secretly disguised themselves as Indian soldiers with the help of the locals, and had already infiltrated the city of Howrah, less than a hundred miles from Calcutta, waiting for an opportunity.

Of course, this is a game, and the chanting is just for show. As long as a player kneels before the prayer mat, the timer begins. After maintaining the position for one minute, the passage can be opened.

A five-second silence followed, and unease began to gather. Sobies’s expression tightened. He kept his eyes on the screen, and when it finally switched to the avatar of Maeda Hanako, he gritted his teeth, tremblingly picked up the remote, and gradually turned up the volume.

Meng You came from another world and possessed different memories; there was indeed that possibility. But Meng You clearly remembered who he was—he was just an ordinary person, not the mysterious figure the Old Lord spoke of.

After all, he had been in the game all day, and today he had spent a long time in high-intensity operation. Killing the Dragon Gate fish demons also required significant focus, and his mental state was starting to wear thin.

Everyone has a "morning crankiness." The professional interrogators, who had been called up in the middle of the night, certainly could not vent their irritation on their superiors, so they had no choice but to take it out on the ten men in black.

He knew his mother well; whenever she messed something up, she would always have that guilty look on her face when she saw him.

Qin Xi pulled away from his embrace, pursed her lips, and looked at him with red eyes. With the two so close, there were too many emotions in their eyes.

Yang Shan’s gaze fell upon the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Dog, and as his vision met those blood-red eyes, he could not help but shiver.

That day, an order was issued from the Glazed Palace, and before long, the entire Myriad Demon Island was in a total uproar.

This imperial edict of ennoblement caught many off guard, effectively stifling the Third Master’s Party, Fourth Master’s Party, Eighth Master’s Party, and Fourteenth Master’s Party—which had not yet fully formed—in their infancy. The already defunct "First Master’s Party" collapsed completely in an instant.

While dancing with his sword, Xiao Mouyang unleashed his mental power to sense the location of the formation's eye. It did not take long for him to find it.

Slowly building rapport had a low efficiency; attempting all three at once would likely be counterproductive.