Volume 1 Chapter 26 No, who exactly are you?

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Zhao Qiang gazed at Su Lei and Yuchi Fang with pleading eyes, hoping to gain their unanimous consent.

"Everyone, hold!" The Shield Guardian finally spoke, calling out to the group, and he was the first to stop in his tracks.

Dark Dragon nodded and said, "Take him back first; this is no place to linger." Thousand-Corpse Hermit hoisted Xiao Ming onto his shoulders, and the group immediately boarded their vehicle, leaving behind only four corpses and a Mitsubishi jeep.

Gengsha was something he had been searching for all along, intended to enhance the power of his sword formation, but the material was so rare that it had proven exceptionally difficult to track down.

"Enemy attack!" Seeing Xiong Qi driving the hovering vehicle as it surged toward them, the two guards shouted in unison. Instantly, a piercing alarm resounded throughout the Yuan Residence, and a thick, radiant defensive light barrier enveloped the entire dozen-hectare estate.

However, Megatron, who had managed to send Old Wang flying, clearly possessed more than just that single offensive capability.

Su Lei sighed softly, looking at the young general before him—who had been childhood sweethearts with Luo Man and once shared a mutual affection with her—and offered earnest, persuasive advice.

"I come and go as I please, young lady. Who do you think you are to try and control me?" Yan Qing responded dismissively, using her eyes to comfort Rong Yixia, who looked as if he had done something wrong.

'Crack!' With a massive, explosive sound, the struck mouthparts burst in a spray of blood, and dark green body fluids splattered everywhere. One drop landed precisely on the main cannon barrel of the modified Destroyer.

Leng Yihan cradled the unconscious Su Luoman, then glanced at Guihai Mingyue, who lay covered in wounds in Li Feng’s arms, and took in the desolate, miserable state of the Lotus Garden. Looking up at the clear, azure sky, he let out a piercing, harrowing cry.

The two bodyguards felt bitter, and the young man behind them had lost his former arrogance, his face pale.

"Your Majesty, do not be anxious. This matter may not be without a turning point. Although I have prepared for the worst, perhaps... there is still a chance!" Zhou An added.

In the backyard, there were perhaps ten thousand arrows, either snapped and scattered or embedded in the ground.

Every time they asked them, even Gululu, who possessed the highest intelligence, could not explain it, always shaking its head to indicate that it did not know either.

Jingchuan District, as a famous commercial hub in Immortal King City, remained brightly lit with tall office buildings even at night.

Twenty years is considered a very remarkable achievement within the entire Esoteric Sect, though this only applies to cultivators below the Return-to-Truth Realm. As the premier talent of his generation, the monk Xiduoboren had cultivated in the depths of the Great Snow Mountain for twenty-three years before finally returning to the sect's gates.

He wore an expression of someone who felt bitter inside, unwilling to speak of it, yet unable to suppress the sorrow that manifested clearly on his face.

"Very well, we shall do as you say." Jiutian nodded; he trusted that Xie Ran was not a brainless hothead who would make such a claim without having a plan.

For seven full days and nights, Qin Chuan had remained in a deep sleep, his entire body tightly wrapped in white bandages; the pungent smell of medicinal herbs could be detected from far away.

"Haha! Qiu Deyuan, go prepare some food for our benefactor! He has been unconscious for three days and three nights without a bite to eat!" the old master called out to his second son.

"So dangerous, but at last, we are safe!" Tu Ming sighed with emotion, reaching out to manifest the Chaos Beast Skin Martial Soul in his hand.

"All of you, kneel!" Su Mu’s hair stood on end with fury, and he let out a roar. Though his tone was not as intimidating as a general's, his voice struck like a thunderbolt from the heavens, slamming heavily into the legs of every official present.

"Lu Shanmin! Success is built on a mountain of bones; anyone who ascends to the peak climbs over the corpses of others."

"Now, let me see what mysteries this demi-god from an alien plane, who fled with us, truly holds." A flash of blood-red luster appeared in Qiao Si's hand; once the form materialized, it was revealed to be the Black Fiend Daoist, who had employed a blood-escape technique.

Seeing Tu Ming there, Shou Ting knew that his original plan to deal with him would have to change; attacking Tu Ming was akin to slapping Elder Yao in the face, and he did not have the guts for that.

Right in front of Su Yu, Tu Ming strangled Su Ming to death and hung his corpse from a pole, which thoroughly enraged Su Yu, who charged over with his men.

Now that Jiang Han was being forced to take such a massive risk, it must be said that Jiang Chengfeng was reluctant in his heart.

The transparent corridor was not long, and in a short while, they reached the end, where a deep blue crystal gate stood. Without needing Yan Yuncheng to speak, the Black Flood Dragon and White Python transformed into their true forms, wrapping their bodies around the door rings and beginning to pull the crystal gate open.

His radiance, upon detaching from his body, seemed to pierce into another dimension, vanishing without a trace.

The Sword Dragon gave Chu Zifeng a thumbs-up with its dragon claw. Chu Zifeng pointed to his own mouth, signaling to the Sword Dragon that he was about to lose his composure.

Chen Jie charged at Li Xiuyuan once more. Her kick missed, and before she could recover her stance, Li Xiuyuan slipped behind her and grabbed her arms. He locked both of her arms behind her waist and delivered a sharp slap to her backside.

"She wants to kill me just because of this box!" Zhao Yan considered whether he should rush next door right now and execute the two of them.

Xiahou Dun, Zhou Yu, Donghuang Taiyi, Da Qiao, the War Knight, and the soul of a golden sphere.

"Yes, you must improve your strength. Previously, the existence within your body allowed you to come this far, and it protected you for so long. While it claims to be slumbering, it is, in a sense, a trial for you. You have lingered in your comfort zone for too long," Zhong Kui said sternly.

In truth, with Jiang Tianchen's current strength, even if he were to clash with a Domain-Realm powerhouse, he would not necessarily lose.

"Forget it then, being a sect leader or anything like that is the most annoying thing—too many restrictions!" Du Wuji shook his head immediately.

"It's not a day; I am currently trapped in a thirty-minute time loop," Luka said.

Xuanyuan Muqing did not continue to engage Chen Du, for she knew that no matter what she said to this scoundrel, it would be useless; only ignoring him was effective.

"Court death!" Angela's first instinct was to control Anna to instinctively kick the bald man, when suddenly, an extremely cold voice rang out right by the bald man's ear.

What met Diao Bing's eyes was the stern face of Gray Wolf, followed by the four Wolf Soldier officers behind him, who looked like peerless sharp blades, radiating a brilliant light under the sun.

Ah Jiu’s assault on the perimeter immediately disrupted the rhythm of the banner soldiers. This chaos gave Baker the chance to counterattack. With the fierce efforts of Baker and Ah Jiu, four of the banner soldiers were killed instantly, and the remaining three turned and fled.