Chapter 64: Shen Zhao: The Trouble Was Actually Me All Along

Unlike a genuine portrait of the deceased, this mirror was rather large, stretching almost the entire length of the corridor. Were it not for the platform beneath it, one might easily mistake it for a mirror wall.

Just as Jiang and Xie were stepping closer to examine the mirror, a sudden disturbance arose beneath the platform. A figure wearing a ghost mask lifted the wooden panel of the platform and emerged from within.

Before the person could fully emerge, Jiang Yunyao reflexively pressed down on the wooden panel to prevent him from coming up any further.

Staff member.

Although during this time quite a few pastries suddenly suffered furnace explosions and turned into blocks of black charcoal, the success rate had nonetheless increased considerably.

Yan Qingkong was utterly astonished. Even if the sea of fire truly existed, spanning who knows how many dimensions, how could such a stunning and bizarre phenomenon appear?

Discarding all conventional engines, the team adopted a brand-new water engine for their second prototype.

Martin and Allah both believed that their senior management should immediately rush to purchase the broadcasting rights for all Columbia University Lions games from the NCAA leadership.

Then, as if nothing had happened, the rice-grain bugs and nutrient bugs worked diligently to multiply the number of mushrooms even further.

Zhuge Wolong sighed and followed behind him. He simply could not fathom why the Supreme Being was hesitating. Could it be that Fu Yuechi possessed some alluring arts that had bewitched the Supreme?

Upon comparison, the conclusion was that he was far more handsome than Japanese men, and most importantly, he was not nearly as creepy and wretched.

The expression he directed at Ziying was filled with "pity," as though Ziying had just missed out on billions.

"You flashed too early." Having already pointed out this issue once during the match, He Yu naturally brought it up again now.

Hearing Curry beg for mercy, Li Wu waved at a security camera, and Master Situ and his subordinates walked out once more.

Xu Sheng and Zhu Huan reacted simultaneously, both shooting arrows at Lü Yi. Their subordinates followed suit, loosing arrows at Lü Yi as well. Unable to dodge, Lü Yi was struck by multiple arrows and collapsed onto the floorboards.

The frantic words of the marine made Smoker sit up straight. He glared fiercely at the currently panicked marine, his fierce gaze causing the latter to tremble involuntarily.

Streets of purple-golden divine light darted out from Su Yan's body, and a resonance akin to the booming of giant bells and deep drums even echoed from within him.

The adjacent military tents could hear it all crystal clear—a slap of such intensity that merely hearing it made one imagine how excruciatingly painful it must have been, demonstrating the sheer amount of fury behind it.

Clearly, Sima Yi did not hold Xiong in any regard, continuing to focus solely on Zhuge Liang. Yet what truly irritated Xiong was not Sima Yi's disregard for him, but rather the refusal to disclose the whereabouts of his son.

Thinking of the long and lonely life stretching ahead of him, the Emperor of Wang felt a chill run down his spine and let out another long sigh. For now, as long as he could be certain that Lanxi was still living well in this world, though the palace was unbearably solitary, there was at least sustenance for his heart. As long as she lived safely, nothing else mattered.

The soldiers of both sides watching the battle instinctively retreated in terror, pulling back seventy zhang away from the two. Yet the oppressive might still weighed heavily upon the onlookers. They desperately wanted to escape the terrifying pressure generated by the clash of these two masters, yet they were unwilling to miss this once-in-a-lifetime, unprecedented duel.

With a squeak, the door opened, and a male servant was led in. After casting a glance at Hua Shangxue, he weighed the coins slipped into his hand, grinned broadly, and nodded. It was unclear what he said, for the distance was a bit too great, and coupled with the gnawing pangs of hunger that caused his ears to ring, he could not hear clearly.

Having had her treasures pried into time and again, and with her compatriots meeting violent deaths, the demonic python was now enraged to the absolute extreme. Its hissing shrieks echoed through the valley, leaving everyone's eardrums ringing incessantly.

And at the very moment the last demon was slain, a beam of golden light appeared between Li Mu's brows. Li Mu broke through directly to become a Gold Saint Seira, and this powerful, uncontained energy seemed to purify the bloodline of Li Mu's eyes, even condensing a force at the center of his brow to open a third eye.