Chapter 22

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"If it were an ordinary person, they would likely have turned to dust and vanished upon contact; it’s truly more powerful than high-voltage electricity," Li Hai said, patting his chest and abdomen with his left hand, still lingering in fear.

After Lu Beiou laid out two cushions, Lin Chengliang gingerly lowered himself onto one, perching on only half his backside. He looked to be in great pain, much like an ancient prisoner who had just been beaten with a wooden paddle.

Fire magic is said to be second only to the devastating power of lightning magic, and this single-target spell, "Phoenix Manifestation," is only slightly inferior to a forbidden lightning spell.

"Uh... Boss, look at this. Does this count?" Regna raised the object in his hand.

Feeling the strange gazes of several powerful Spirit Lords of the Nine Illusions Sect, including the Sect Master himself, Huang Sha longed for a hole to crawl into. He knew the prestige of the Tiger Shark clan was gone, never to return.

"I can give you my word: within one month after we get out, I will not touch you in the slightest."

At the command of the man on the chestnut horse, a rain of arrows soared into the air, whistling as they fell into the ferry crossing, stirring up splashes—splashes of a tragic, blood-red hue.

"Haha, let me handle that bearded half-demon boss!" Brother Mengyi laughed, charging toward the bearded man with two axes in hand, looking every bit like Li Kui, the Black Whirlwind.

The sounds of punches landing on flesh echoed through the spacious hall, feeling eerie and unfathomable. At that moment, everyone in the hall felt a chill run down their spines; had it not been broad daylight, they might have thought they were seeing ghosts. What was happening before their eyes was simply too bizarre to comprehend.

The hammering outside stopped abruptly. The entire space seemed to freeze along with the sound of the ironwork, and even the howling wind vanished in an instant.

"I have never told anyone else about this. I’ve had too much to drink today... Brother, what do you think? Have I ever experienced that feeling?" she asked again.

The Dragon Country team was fully preparing in Doha, and the media and fans back home were not idle, passionately discussing the team’s chances of qualifying and offering their own strategies.

He Zhichun nodded, and the three of them turned to leave. Just as they reached the door, Cui Jiu suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Thinking of this, Jin Ruixuan could not suppress the panic and frustration in his heart; he crouched down and began to tug at his hair.

Jian Li was drenched in sweat and panting heavily, while the two masked men of silver rank pressed their attacks relentlessly, their steps steady and their movements effortless.

"It’s a pity there’s so little information about the Western City." Huo Ran kept this question in mind, thinking she might be able to capture someone from the Western City to clear up her confusion.

However, ever since An Ran pointed out a few flaws, he no longer thought that way. He realized that having someone correct his mistakes was far better than practicing blindly; after all, it was too difficult for him to spot his own errors. This was why Elder Wei sought out An Ran from time to time.

But Jenny said, without giving him any face, "I'm not joking!" With that, she tossed her head and left haughtily.

Li Chunling chimed in, and as she recounted a clumsy mishap involving the male lead, all three of them burst into laughter.

Upon hearing An Ran say that she was a Level 1 Medical Officer at the A-City First Base, Gao Fei and Guan Kai were both stunned.

Elania turned around, excited, and sure enough, she saw the fingers of the person on the bed twitch once before falling still again, as if it had been nothing more than an illusion.

"I would never betray you!" Mo Jingran repeated, trying to make her believe his words. If he didn't have to, he really didn't want Cheng Yuhan to see such a grotesque sight.

" 'Chaos' Sealing!" Li Chengfeng and the Qilin were both shocked at the same time. The Qilin’s reaction was even more dramatic; it retracted its front claws and then its massive body leaped hundreds of feet into the air, retreating fully ten miles back.

"Then why didn't you buzz in first? Then I could have asked two questions," Yun Jingshu pouted, looking regretful.

Seeing her third sister’s lost and soul-broken expression, Baili Hongzhe felt a painful, helpless tug at his heart. Was it just his imagination? Even though his third sister was right beside him, even though they were within reach, he always felt there was a wall between them—a chasm that could never be crossed.

They were afraid that Yun Jingshu and the others would be anxious, so according to their original agreement, they returned to report back regardless of whether they had found anything or not.

The innocent child would likely believe anything, even if he were beaten by Duanmu Ming a few more times, unaware that his "Daddy Ming" was simply acting out of pure jealousy.

The gentleness on her face suddenly froze. As if burned by fire, she pulled her finger back, her expression changing drastically, and gritted her teeth as she struggled to sit up.

"I truly cannot resign myself to entering such a treasure trove and not being able to find out the truth!" Although Minghua had considered turning back, the persistence in his heart drove him to continue forward.

The man had a handsome face and wore a well-fitted navy blue suit jacket over a white shirt, paired with grey trousers. Judging by his exquisite and refined attire, he was undoubtedly a successful man—a mature, sophisticated individual exuding an air of cold professionalism.

However, this life-saving technique was known only to the upper echelons of various sects and top powers in the cultivation world: the "True Fire Heavenly Lightning," which one relied upon for survival. Even if a Nascent Soul cultivator were hit by one, they would be severely injured.

Seeing this, Lin Ju did not care about anything else. He pressed his middle and index fingers together and flicked them, shooting internal energy in four directions around the Water-Evading Array to leave marks.

The demon god spoke and then charged toward Hill and the others. The dragons, powerless to resist, hurriedly retreated behind Hill, while Hill stood behind Baili.

"However, since he is a disgrace to the men of the cultivation world, let us wipe out this disgrace. Otherwise, just thinking about it gives me goosebumps," another man said.

"Milinda, your father wanted to go out, but unfortunately, I stopped him! Otherwise, who knows what kind of trouble he might have gotten into!" Xue Yue said, watching Milinda’s expression.

For Ding Hao, Foundation Establishment was no longer a major problem. Even if he were to swallow his pride and beg Han Qingqing, she would surely get him plenty of Foundation Establishment pills; after all, the Great Elder Han Feng was the alchemy elder, and his personal stock must be substantial.