Chapter 13153 — Jiang Xiaoshang Meets Himself
Following that line of thought, it was surely no coincidence that Jiang Xiaoshang possessed the ability to peer through the lingering vestiges of chaos and thereby see through the underlying information of all things.
Put plainly, this was something his true self had personally placed before him, wanting him to see it.
The moment he thought of that one's identity, Wei Zhao's heart could not help but grow heavy.
That was the second figure in the entire divine-domain system, a transcendent existence second only to the God of Creation himself!
What such a being handed over was not so easy to accept...
"Tch, and they actually took them down." Ibuki Mina released the hand cradling her head and shot a glance at Ninokata Saki, who was leaving the court; with a cold curl of her lips, she stepped onto the court.
Hearing someone ask about her, she glanced at Qin's mother, somewhat unable to understand why her attitude had shifted so abruptly.
Seeing this, Qing Yue studied the room that could be taken in at a single glance; once she was certain no one could be inside, she strode in.
Watching the tennis ball fly straight at her, Arai Mieko curled the corner of her mouth, a strange red spider lily blooming at her lips, then dropped her body low, crouching to the ground in the instant everyone gaped. In a flash, the ball sailed past Arai and shot toward Goto in the back court.
The Celestial Academy was powerful; laying siege to its vice principal, its instructors, and its students was in itself a high-risk endeavor. With black robes to conceal their true faces, even in failure they need not fear the Celestial Academy's reprisal in the days to come.
Slender fingers rested lightly on the Xiuchun saber at his waist, and his clear, cold gaze seemed to hold ice within it.
Seeing Gu Manman still staring at him with such self-righteous defiance, Jiang Jingcheng nearly laughed in anger. He had never in his life seen such a person—one second she was pouring her heart out in a confession to one man, and the next she had her arm slung over another's shoulder?
Before anyone could recover from that frigid icy valley, an explosion jolted them fully awake.
From the first time to the last, in every repetition of the timeloop, on the day Banyan City met its end, Jiuling had fought with all her might to guard the land beneath his feet.
He did not say the rest, nor did he need to, for everyone understood what such a consequence would mean. And so, one and all, they turned their heads toward Ying Yi.
When you strike a man, strike his face; when you curse a man, expose his shame—such was the most venomous of arts. Gao Shun's words were shouted out with utter abandon, and even one as forbearing as Liu Fan could not keep the fire from rising in his heart.
Since the sect master had spoken thus, the grand elder had no choice but to agree. He himself was not quite clear on how his bargain of a disciple had suddenly grown so familiar with Gu Luo.
"All right, wife, let's sleep." Nangong Linyi pulled her over, looped his arm around her waist, and held her from behind. He had grown used to holding Ouyang Yingqi like this every night.
With a single turn, the battle-qi flood dragon evaded the bear arm that came lunging at it, an arm thicker than a great tree.
Because it carried a powerful life-stealing effect, the restriction that potions could not restore health was rendered entirely moot by that very life-stealing effect.
At these words from Tianqi, the empress could not help but widen her eyes. The emperor either sought none at all, or else sought several at once—could something have gone wrong with him somewhere?
Shen Mengyao was left with nothing but a dry laugh. If she really did open a skincare company, she would truly be tied down for good.
Mid-sentence, Xie Bangui suddenly spun around; the three blades of his Soul-Severing Claw traced a stretch of cold light through the air, sweeping past the neck of Zhu'er, who stood by the wall's corner. The three piercing gleams of frost turned to spurting blood, and Zhu'er's head toppled down with them.
All along the way, Doctor Xu secretly studied Yan Tao, hoping to probe out from which master of great renown Yan Tao had inherited his medical skills.
But Sun Xiyun could not attend to such things now; what he had to do was search and see just what was here. Legend had it that grotto-heavens and blessed lands generally held countless heavenly materials and rare treasures beyond measure.
Especially since four of them were close to city-lord-level combat power, each possessing an inner world of at least twenty million li. With these twelve joining forces, their combined strength was simply unimaginable; thus, even though Xia Chen was at city-lord-level combat power, they were confident they could give battle.