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"Attention, all students and teachers. A violent incident is currently taking place at the school gate. Please ensure your own safety and evacuate the teaching building through the safe exits under the guidance of your teachers!" The school broadcast laid bare the gravity of the situation, and a sudden wave of anxious dread rose in Saya Takagi's heart.

These hero abilities utilizing blades were, for the most part, inseparable from sword techniques emphasizing "attack speed" and "velocity," as could be clearly seen from the hero skills they possessed.

It was only then that the surrounding cultivators truly understood that such a confrontation was by no means something within the reach of their own cultivation realms. They scrambled backward in utter disarray. Some cultivators with lower cultivation levels even tumbled headfirst right out of midair.

"Snap!" Without a second thought, Yiye slammed the car door shut. That Koichi Shido was just like a psychological deviant, and utterly sinister to boot. Those students were completely brainwashed, knowing only how to blindly pander to him.

Upon entering the interior of the "New Heavenly Palace Tower," one was greeted by a marvelous space completely discordant with the outside world: cyan-blue structures resembling a blend of ice and glass suspended in midair, floating crystalline bodies, and, centered amidst it all, a spiral staircase leading straight to the top of the tower.

With no intention of offering a genuine apology in the first place, and seeing Han Xin step forward to assist him, Tian Shi rose smoothly with the momentum. However, he misjudged the timing: before Han Xin's outstretched hand had even touched his arm, he was already "helped up," looking from afar as though Han Xin possessed some kind of telekinetic force.

Of course, whether this claim was accurate was another matter entirely. But the mere existence of such talk was enough to demonstrate Yifan's current renown and the strength acknowledged by all.

Reaching out to grab Han Xin's arm, she said, "Brother Han, why don't you accompany us a bit further? What actually happened afterward to that White Snake you were just telling me about, the one pressed beneath the tall pagoda by Fahai?" She turned to look at Shan Wu, her eyes brimming with pleading desperation.

Time seemed to have come to a standstill. Miyamoto Rei did not move in the slightest, and Yiye held his katana steady with equal composure.

My face burned with intense heat, and I was so mortified I could not utter another word. If Changxi had been right here all along, doesn't that mean my wanton and tender groans upon Shunzhi were taken in by his ears completely? I have truly lost all face.

While the genuine qi within and upon Long Yuan's physical form underwent transformation, a pearl at the very base of the qi ocean inside his body also began to change. Absorbing the brilliant golden genuine qi from Long Yuan's qi ocean, this pearl gradually grew round and lustrous.

"What on earth happened to the salvage crew member? He turned into something resembling a bullshark." Yang Ling was still rather concerned about him, considering he had saved her life and possessed such a kind heart.

With a single bound, Lin Xuan ascended the stairs in a few strides and walked toward the doorway of the innermost room.

The practice of external force, when pushed to its ultimate limit, naturally gives rise to internal force—a process rooted in mastery through repetition. When internal force is cultivated to its absolute peak, it pervades the entire body. At this stage, one's physical mastery transitions into formless force.

"As expected of a hypocritical god, clinging to your false pride even now," Ye Liushang said with a playful smile, swiftly stepping forward to retrieve the fire spirit ginseng and leisurely departing the scene.

Sure enough, when Long Yuan handed the blueprint in his hand to Gai Yun, the latter's expression immediately lit up as if he had stumbled upon a treasure trove.

Ever since he and his wife embarked on their path, everything had been smooth sailing. They had practically kept the lives and fates of others entirely within their grasp, yet never could they have imagined that they would suffer such profound humiliation today!

"What is going on?" Long Yuan gathered his focus and strained his ears to listen, when suddenly, he gave a start—someone appeared to be moving about within the subterranean cave.

These young scions of the ancient martial families had arrived long ago. Originally, they too had obtained clues and come in search of the legendary fountain of youth, only to subsequently receive a text message from Luo Qianqian informing them that Ye Liushang had also entered the mountains.

"No. A disciple of my Longyin Manor remains a disciple for life from the very day they enter the gate." Before Su Donghe and Chen Que could voice their thoughts, Ling Jiuquan dropped these words.

Zhou Lin followed along outside as Qiu Ling walked toward a very specific spot. Qiu Ling's family had a long tradition of studying geomancy; presumably, the location she chose possessed favorable feng shui. Combined with the surrounding environmental energy fields, this might better preserve Chen Meng's energy.

At the same time, he did not forget to relay the rules Chen Changsheng had previously stated, getting the unpleasant truths out of the way first. Those willing to abide by the restrictions were welcome to come; once here, they would naturally be protected, and the benefits would not fall short. Those unwilling could simply leave, as no one was forcing them.

Startled, Chen Changsheng looked closely and only then realized that these were no lanterns at all, but a pair of gigantic, crimson-red eyes. The dark cavern was actually a massive, gaping mouth; since a single mouth alone was of such gargantuan proportions, one could only imagine the size of the body, towering easily a hundred zhang high.

At this thought, Zhou Lin applied heat to it once more, repeating the process several times. To his surprise, the cup suddenly emitted a sharp sound and cracked. This slightly startled Zhou Lin; he knew it was due to thermal expansion and contraction—the sudden transition from cold to hot caused the molecules to contract instantly, fracturing the vessel.

Yet, betting on one's own people to lose at a time like this—this Young Master Leyi was truly lacking in integrity. After all, despite how thoroughly annoying that fellow who loved rubbing his nose happened to be, he was still, when all was said and done, a fellow countryman of the Huaxia nation.

"Do I need to wait here for you, or..." Zhou Lin asked Ouyang Chun. Without elaborating further, Ouyang Chun simply pointed to the van and instructed Zhou Lin to get in.

With a gentle tap of his toes, the black stone that had been plunging downward due to Earth's gravity abruptly halted its descent, as if released from the shackles of gravity altogether, lingering suspended in midair.

Hearing this, Chen Changsheng instantly harbored the thought of acquiring a few seeds, followed immediately by a wave of regret that he hadn't properly deployed his Azure Wood Spirit Pupils to examine the area more thoroughly earlier. Had it not been for Su Su's reminder, he would have nearly missed this deep-blue spirit lotus.

Arriving at the spot where he had waited four years ago, the morning sun slowly ascended. The brightest morning star had already shed its final radiance, fulfilling its mission of bringing hope, and gradually retreated into the warm, gentle embrace of the dawn.