Chapter 19

The Immortal was the first to speak, his impatience unchanged despite being the Father of All Gods; his temperament remained as fiery as ever.

Heavenly Island was vast, dotted with towns said to have been founded by the Fire God. Tiele refused to believe there were no leads to be found.

If he still had even a fraction of his former strength, how could he stand idly by while Wenren Muyue was abducted by Bai Yuchuan?

Meanwhile, to the north of Xifang City, the drum and horn signals grew more complex. In daylight, ample light and the coordination of flags and drums allowed clear transmission of orders even across a vast battlefield. But at night, dim light required more precise drum signals to convey commands accurately to the troops.

“That’s better,” Zhang Wei said with a flicker in his eyes, snapping his fingers again. Miao Yan’s convulsing body immediately ceased trembling, and the intense pain vanished in an instant.

Leaving Qingmu Cliff, the two arrived outside the south gate of Blue Stone City. Without hesitation, they strode confidently through the city gates.

One must remember, they were facing the notorious White-Haired Demon, a capricious quasi-Divine King. Even with their combined strength, victory was uncertain.

Moreover, their grandfather was no great warrior; he merely supervised a factory, earning little. In recent years, his health had declined, leaving him unable to work.

At this moment, the Fifth Marquis’s internal organs were shattered, and his soul grievously wounded. Survival was nearly impossible.

“I caught the thief!” he shouted, brandishing the ball high overhead. The match ended in a chaotic uproar.

“Lin Chu, why does he keep staring at you like that?” During lunch break, Tong Yao finally could not contain her curiosity.

Picking up some shredded meat, Ji Meina gestured on her thigh and shook her head. No, it wouldn’t do—the pale complexion of his leg would be obscured by the stockings, diminishing its beauty.

If Guo Peng had been anxious over the weekend, seeing the results forced him to accept the harsh reality, filled with regret.

Just as he was about to turn and head upstairs, his boss Park Jin-young came rushing down the stairs in a hurry.

Several houses along the street lit their lamps one after another, residents rising to see what had happened outside.

Dou Wei, who had just scooped two pieces of pig’s blood from the pot, noticed Zhang Jingzhi’s hesitation and solemnly said.

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“Heh... Do you still remember what I do? I abused my authority a bit just now; I won’t be going today,” Que said with unexpected cheerfulness, speaking frankly.

Girl, if you want to dance, kindly keep your distance from me. What is this business of dancing right in front of me?

Opening the car door and getting inside, Dou Wei leaned his head lightly against the seatback and casually gave a command.

As if to confirm Zhao Qinghe’s astonishment, no sooner had he spoken than a middle-aged man silently appeared in the hall. His eyes flashed like lightning, his movements fierce and commanding like a dragon or tiger.

Lin Nian glanced at the caller ID, an unfamiliar number. Yet the number seemed oddly familiar.

Xuanyuan Jingyi approached Li Tianchen with a smile. “Master, what exactly is so mysterious about the Eastern Mist Sea?”

At first, some still found it unsuitable, their twenty-first-century thinking not yet transformed. They found belief in gods too elusive.

Upon hearing this, Lin Yi made a call. Indeed, Yun Shuang was right—the number was disconnected. Truly swift and decisive.

The princess, seeing he did not move, quietly passed by him. Her mournful eyes were heartbreaking to look at.

Upon entering the great iron gate, large bundles of bright red roses adorned both sides of the road, covering the steps, entrance hall, living room, stairs, and corridors—flowers lined the entire path.

The Southern Nether King and the Great Consort were inseparable, bound like glue. Yet three days later, the Great Consort vanished without any warning.

Lin Nian sat on the sofa in the advertising operations center’s photography studio, offering no reply but giving the operations manager a meaningful glance.

Mu Qingcheng, an actress unmatched in both talent and beauty, had become the object of pursuit by great figures like Nolan, Mel Gibson, and Cameron.

“I’m going all out against him! When has the Iron Fan King ever suffered such humiliation?” declared the self-styled Iron Fan King.

Hermes stared in terror at the figure that appeared behind the tennis court in an instant; his shock was beyond measure.

The disturbances caused by troublemakers were restrained, maintaining stability in the martial world. For decades, peace would endure unless a powerful faction shattered the balance.

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“Spirit Summoning Technique.” The Sixth Path invoked the spirit-summoning spell again, but this time, what appeared was a box.

“Let’s see what Brother Mengde gains, but I should have the most,” Yuan Shao said, ignoring Mu Ge’s angry glare as he boasted shamelessly.

Mu Ge smiled silently, eyes fixed on the captive. “Go back and tell Ju Xin that his head better stay firmly attached.”

Not only that, the Thunder Tiger King felt Wang Zhen’s aura grow even stronger! Upon closer inspection, Wang Zhen’s demonic dragon form had changed, becoming more dragon-like than before.

Hu Dafei had long held fervent trust in Lin Feng; even he was beginning to doubt. Naturally, He Fang’s disbelief was even greater.

Under these circumstances, Lin Feng tilted his body forward at a full forty-five degrees. Anyone else would have collapsed; it was impossible to maintain such a posture.

The corpse servant charged at Yu Sheng’s Tiger Roar Fist, enveloped in black energy. They collided in a blink; Yu Sheng’s Ice Tiger was instantly dyed pitch black. The corpse servant suffered too, encased in ice, flesh and blood damaged. After the strike, both dispersed.

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