Volume One, Chapter Twenty-Two: Shen Yubai’s Mother Visits the House

In just a brief moment, the once arrogant Demon Bear tribe had already lost the majority of its elite warriors to slaughter.

“Martial techniques? Are you sure you want to seek martial techniques? You must know that cultivating martial techniques requires at least a fifth-level Yuan Power. Otherwise, it won’t work, and forcing it will only leave you worse off, like trying to steal a chicken only to lose the rice used to lure it,” Master Yang advised.

He didn’t know how much time had passed—it felt like ten years, maybe a hundred—and Lü Feng had grown numb from walking. Every day, he told himself he couldn’t stop, he had to hold on, he had to survive. Yet the effect was always the same. Was it truly impossible to escape? What kind of place was this?

“Eat,” the old man said with a smile. Ye Xing said nothing, simply lifted his bowl and ate in silence. The old man sat beside him, smiling quietly, saying nothing.

“By the way, Boss Zhao, my young master said your fourth uncle, Mr. Zhao Si, is practicing medicine in the county town. Would you like to go see him?” Wan Ning asked.

Within that golden dragon scale, there was a powerful surge of soul force—the soul wave of Ao Di’s dragon spirit.

Entering the Hall of Diligence and Virtue, Li Yan found that every human inside was dignified and extraordinary, each clad in lavish attire, each strikingly handsome. Yet what stood out was not their appearance, but their air of superiority, as if a gathering of the world’s greatest celebrities.

After watching Xing Luo vanish, they gathered to deliberate, planning to break the restriction of Tianlin City and enter the spatial rift.

Because the Heart of the World is a treasure that can nurture a world; when a world is destroyed, the Heart is formed. After countless epochs in the endless chaos, perhaps one day, the Heart of the World will sprout and grow into a brand new world.

“My name is Jin Hao, also known as Jin Yun. I was sent by the Alpha Gene Corporation of the United States to the War Dragon Martial Pavilion to steal secret techniques.” The one called Jin Yun spoke, his eyes unfocused, blankly revealing everything about himself.

The IG fans below watched the marksman wander madly along the middle lane, each sighing to the heavens… thinking this guy was truly a stubborn fool.

Wu Damo was nearly in a frenzy, because Wu Chen was right. This had always been his own secret, something he least wanted others to know. Now that Wu Chen had exposed it, his rage only grew.

Yet with a single drop of