Chapter 42

Since Awan is a being from the heavenly realm, why has he never heard her name before? Why is she unwilling to tell the truth? And since she said that Qingming can prevent this catastrophe, is that why his heavenly father ordered him to descend to the mortal realm?

"Not only that, but sometimes they are quite humorous, often telling jokes to amuse us," Senluo said from the side.

The Earth Core Fire is venerated as ancient, which should date back to before primordial times. Yet in the primordial era, the Beidou clan was merely in decline and lacked the capital to establish a foothold in the Qili Realm. Within the Qili Realm, they entirely depended on attaching themselves to powerful clans, from which they eked out the capital needed to survive.

Xianglong shook his head and said, "No! I have a bad premonition. Let's head back today. We shall go and take our leave of Lord Udir right now." With that, he dragged the other two away.

"No!" Ah Xin suddenly unleashed the Nine Heavens Thunderstorm, moving with lightning speed to block the space between the vampire and Evelyn.

"Take your time, Boss." Seeing Lin Zhaohui push open the cabin door and leave, the skipper bid him farewell with a look of relief. Lin Zhaohui sneered inwardly and did not reply.

As he smiled, the curve of his lips gradually faded, and waves of sorrow surged in his heart. At this moment, I could no longer suppress the overwhelming thoughts rushing within me.

Looking at Guyu and sweeping his gaze across everyone's faces, Ah Xin suddenly broke into an unexpected smile and said to Guyu, "Fighting really does require brains!" As soon as he finished speaking, he activated the Nine Heavens Thunderstorm and instantly vanished from the spot.

"That night, A-zhou and I drove back from the association together. As we walked through the parking lot, A-zhou suddenly collapsed at my feet. I don't remember anything that happened after that," Director J said with a lingering tremor in his voice, his eyes darting shiftily as if he were hiding something.

And the object of conversation was still Yan Tianyou, who had thoroughly dazzled everyone at today's grand morning court session. Many people cast their gazes toward Yan Tianyou, whispering quietly to the officials beside them.

"It's fine, it's really fine~. I'll help you take off your clothes," Hu Qing raised her hands as well to help the man untie his garments.

Hua Qingyan's pastry stall was renowned far and wide in the town. Many people would start lining up before dawn just to buy her pastries, and some even got into fierce brawls over a single piece. There were also quite a few who bought them only to resell them at exorbitant prices, making a handsome profit simply from the price difference.

"Mr. Lei, your tactic of startling the snake by hitting the grass was executed brilliantly. Even if anyone in the venue harbors malicious intentions, under your pressure, they certainly won't dare to act rashly. Today's national treasure handover ceremony should conclude smoothly," Xiao Tao did not want to entangle himself with Lei Yuan over the matter of Yue He, and immediately shifted the topic to chat about something else.

Hearing this, Liu Tao's face instantly turned as pale as paper. Staggering, he collapsed limply to the ground, utterly panicked.

Jiang Chen took a cab home. Because he happened to catch the evening rush hour, his taxi was stuck at the intersection. As he mentally calculated today's earnings, he turned his head to look at the endless sea of cars stretching out behind him.

After deliberating for a moment, Zhen Meili waved her hand grandly and directly led Lin Chuan out of the sect. They had barely returned for a few days before heading out again. As for the Vulture Demon King, he was left to stay on the Fifth Peak since his injuries had not yet fully healed. Besides, with a supreme master like their teacher around, a mere demon king was not worth mentioning.

"You bastard, whose father and mother are you playing at being?" Being lectured like that, and having his dead mother and his father who had left and never returned brought up, Dong子 felt a surge of hot blood rush to his head and prepared to go pick a fight with the sharp-tongued person.

Jiang Yuanhe did not speak. He dared not act rashly, let alone find a doctor for her. The past affection had long been exhausted by her repeated schemes; what bond could possibly remain? It was simply that she was lying in their tavern, and it wouldn't look good if word got out.

Ruhua picked it up, examined it, and slipped it onto her wrist. Her snow-white skin matched the rose-red bead bracelet, instantly taking on a blush like smeared rouge, white tinged with pink, as charming as peach blossoms.

Although Lin Kuan was quite talkative, he was sharp-witted. He stood up and said to Chief Ji, "Chief Ji, I'm about done here. Why don't you continue chatting for a bit?"

Speaking of the Crab King, Locke thought of the brown wolf he had encountered. That wolf was the beast that had exerted the greatest pressure on him so far; it was definitely a magical creature, Locke thought.

In all his ninety years of life, he had only ever laid eyes on one orthodox, genuine black magician during his time as a knight attendant, and even then, that person was just a ghost in a wraith-like state.

"Then... then you mean..." Tu Ming and Long Xiaotian looked as if they had realized something, enlightenment dawning upon their faces.

Thus, Jiang Xie brought Bingmeng back to Frost Water Village. By the time they arrived, it was already early morning.

They were all horse bandits, but compared to the previous batch, this one was worlds apart. Nearly a hundred Deity Core realm great demons rode upon grade-three fiery steeds, clad in remarkable defensive gear and wielding extraordinary treasured weapons. As their warhorses galloped, a faint aura of stern killing intent accompanied them; at a single glance, they were clearly not forces to be trifled with.

Instantly, Jiang Han felt as though the air had congealed, forming a massive barrier that blocked him firmly outside.

The battles among the rest of the members from both sides had already entered white-hot intensity. Frantic gales of vital energy scattered in all directions, the sounds of clashing metal and shrill battle cries rose one after another, blood flowed like rivers, and bits of flesh splattered everywhere—a truly tragic and hellish scene.

This also meant that bidders with insufficient personal assets could discuss adopting a joint-funding approach to purchase their coveted items.

Walking further inward, a terrifying spiritual soul pressure gradually emerged. Rising from the soul pressure of a half-step Supreme realm, it slowly entered another tier, making Tu Ming feel as though he had stepped into a terrifying nightmare. He felt surrounded by formidable experts casting covetous glances at him, gripped by the horrifying sensation that they could crush him to death at any moment.

The white clam was instantly enveloped in a brilliant radiance. The sounds of impact echoed incessantly without a moment's pause, lasting for a full hour before finally subsiding. When the dazzling light dissipated, the white clam remained exactly as it had been before.