Shen Yanxi's forehead was covered in sweat as she gripped He Lingchuan's arm tightly, leaving red marks on his wrist.

He Lingchuan quickened his pace, leaving Zhou Mingyan behind.

The divine tree vanished, and everything dissipated. Beside the deep pool, Guo Hao's figure stood in the void. Wu Tianxian, or perhaps Luo Gu Zhan Jiang, lay in the distance, a scarlet dot between their brows, their eyes wide open, already fallen. Even their divine souls had dissipated, including those of Wu Tianxian and Luo Gu Zhan Jiang.

His body flew backward for a distance of ten thousand meters before stopping. He felt dizzy and had ringing ears from the sound. He cast a calming spell with both hands and took two deep breaths before recovering.

Seeing Qin Yang obediently give in, Long Piaopiao's face showed satisfaction, and she put away her imposing aura.

Chu Tian activated his divine spark and absorbed the thread. Sure enough, this thread was also the power of faith! However, Chu Tian couldn't determine which divine being possessed this power of faith.

The four Dark Moon Demon Lords involuntarily stepped back, somewhat fearful of the Nine Hells' power. They admired Chu Yi's audacity in daring to face the Holy Envoy of the Ancient Immortals head-on; what kind of courage was that?

Before she could even grieve the death of the camel that had been with her for six days, the anaconda's tail swept over her once again, like a typhoon passing through.

Xia Ruoxin then went into the kitchen to prepare a table full of tea so that Gao Yi could eat it.

Grandpa loves her, but he can't be with her every day. They can protect her, but they aren't her biological grandparents.

"Our opponents are just over a thousand Nascent Soul stage cultivators and four Spirit Transformation stage cultivators? Although it's a bit troublesome, it's not a big deal," Qin Zhentian suddenly said.

Qianyun was secretly shocked. This person's methods were truly extraordinary. Even Venerable Li Huo could not detect his true location, which was truly astonishing.

Big Dog and Stone seemed to enjoy watching the drama unfold, their eyes gleaming with a light that could pierce through anything in front of them, a perfect display of contempt for someone who prioritizes romance over friendship.

He worried that his tears falling on Ouyang Dailin's face would only drive her even crazier, so he turned his head as far as possible, letting the tears of humiliation slide down his face.

When Wen Yun passed away twenty years ago, Kuang Dongli, who was not yet twenty years old, raised her one-month-old son Wen Jin to adulthood on her own.

Each of these silver tables is forged like a silver diamond, with beams of silver light refracting brilliantly in the sunlight and spreading outwards.

The continuous dialogue was so well-structured, it was as entertaining as a stand-up comedy routine, and I was almost completely engrossed in watching it.

It's seven against seven now. Guan Qian, and even everyone who doesn't support me, thinks I'll choose to follow my master. But I can't do that. Although Duan is my enemy, he's still useful now. Before I find out who the Trojan virus is, I need to ensure he has enough power to control the safety of China.

“Okay! I’ll listen to Dr. Lin and not say such things again. I’ll just use my hands and not talk, is that alright?” Pan Hong said, leaning her upper body towards Lin Zhixiao’s face and reaching her hand towards him.

"Heh heh, you've got a big heart." The Sword Emperor said this, but he nodded his head, silently approving of what Long Yichen had done.

"Do you believe me? I'm asking you one last time, really." Gu Qinzhi stared at me intently, his arm blocking the elevator door, which jingled as it closed halfway and then reopened.