Just as Sun Qilin was feeling pleased with himself, Xia Yu suddenly moved, taking a deep breath and wiping the sweat from his forehead.

Amber knew that Ruben must have realized something was wrong with Roy due to some special reason, which explained why Ruben had confronted Roy the moment they were underground. This peculiarity could only be connected to the Wood God.

It was clear that newcomers to the Netherworld space had a sense of awareness, yet their movements were stiff, almost zombie-like.

After Xia Yu slashed Stone Tiger, Duan Bing saw him fleeing with Du Song and Qin Hao, so he turned his blade on two bandits, killing them, then changed course to pursue Xia Yu and his companions.

Yu Xing released his grip, gently holding Zhao Yijiu’s wrist to prevent him from delivering a lethal strike.

Ye Ming wasn’t in the corridor or his room, which was good news for Yu Xing. He remembered that during the power outage, he’d left a flashlight in Ye Ming’s room; it should still be there.

Xia Yu also used Tiger Fist. Compared to Wang Dahai’s, Xia Yu’s Tiger Fist was at the level of a master, while Wang Dahai’s was at best amateur.

The assistant shook his head, his face full of worry, fearing that even the slightest dissatisfaction might cost him his job.

Han Zhiqi squinted, her face calm, though her lips lacked color, having drunk very little water.

As death approached, Mo Tu felt no fear; rather, he was oddly calm. But there was one question that lingered in his heart, unanswered.

She initially thought she could kill Qian Jiujiao easily. That was her plan from the start. But after seeing Qian Jiujiao’s ruthlessness, she hesitated.

I’ve always enjoyed lively situations, so I followed Jiang Sheng, who couldn’t dissuade me and eventually let me tag along.

Shen Shi, already immune to Guoguo’s whining, ignored her attempts to act cute. Hearing the continuous chime of notifications, she watched as her mother held onto her phone, refusing to hand it over.

That’s right—Su Qiaoqiao was their eldest senior sister, which left everyone baffled. Even when Dan Daozi announced it, everyone was dumbfounded.

He paused, hearing the heavy breathing on the other end of the line, which seemed to grow harsher with emotion, along with a faintly stifled sob.

Those treasures were brought to the Land of Lies to exchange for valuable items, yet to save face, he was now forced to offer them all up. Surely, when he returned to the Tianyi Clan, the clan leader would demand an explanation.

When Mr. Zhang led Jiang Sheng back to Qiantang Town, Qin Shaoqing felt a pang of sadness, reluctant to part. Yet with so many people around, he couldn’t express it. Watching Jiang Sheng get into the car without looking back, he felt even more bitter.

Shi Tian naturally couldn’t let the army gain the upper hand; otherwise, how would he threaten Chen Jinnan, the stubborn one with no fear of death?

Despite being a branch family, he still bore the Pamela name, so he shouldn’t have to endure such humiliation.

Gradually, the two were breathing heavily, until Deng Yimeng gasped, grabbing Tang Jian’s hand as he tried to venture further.

**Description:** This weapon was once a single piece, forged by a master craftsman using the Fury of the Ninth Heaven and the Extreme Yin Moonlight. However, its properties were too powerful, and on the day it was honed, a divine punishment struck. The sword's materials, infused with the forces of Yin and Yang, split in two, resulting in its current form.

“Uncle, trust me, Zheng Qian is absolutely not a good person. Keep a minimum level of caution around him at all times!” Cangqiong insisted.

Mo Suifeng climbed onto Jin Wu’s shoulder. “Well, I am rather short on silver…” he joked. Even Qian Tianyou was suspicious; how could he not see through this? He wasn’t after Jin Wu’s gold—just teasing him.

“How can this be?” Zhuo Yifan couldn’t believe his eyes. The Death Night Sect’s territory displayed the name of a profession different from the eight major sects.

Seeing Yang Wang still staring at the black, cloud-like prison with a frown, Lan Luo smiled inwardly. If he died, so would Yang Wang.

As expected, the moment the hammer struck, Zhuo Yingyan’s spellcasting was interrupted, and a wave of dizziness hit her. Clearly, the hammer had an added effect—stunning. This person was indeed formidable, as it was the first time Zhuo Yingyan had seen someone use the Flame skill so deftly.

Even the cat atop Chen Feng’s head woke up, sitting and staring at the black lotus with its sapphire-blue eyes.

The urge to avenge the archbishop had cooled. He wanted to discard his sword and kneel, but his body was too stiff to move. Algie’s cane pointed at him, severing his last chance.

The two of them could hardly believe what had happened, but no amount of talking helped.

Everyone looked into the distance, awaiting the next wave of monsters. Suddenly, the clouds obscuring the blood moon shifted, as if parted by giant hands, and the moon slipped out from behind them, resembling a blood-red eye, silently watching them.

“William, it’s you!” With his lie exposed, Marzipan’s brother’s face contorted with rage. In the next instant, his fighting spirit surged as he launched an attack on William.

In front of a metal door, Roman placed his ring on it, and with a “beep,” the door opened.

Everything was within the realm of predictability. Thus, they decided to expand their living arrangements, bringing more people to Mars.

She placed several large orders, handing them to the shopkeeper for procurement. The premium spirit stones she paid weren’t merely a gratuity—the shopkeeper would handle all these trivial tasks for her.

The recent scene played over in his mind: he’d seen Liu Ruyan’s face go pale, her expression filled with despair as the sword aura swept towards her.

He laid Liu Ruyan gently on the grass. After the recent turmoil, her collar had come loose, revealing a glimpse of what was beneath.

“Huh? What’s with that strange cloud over there?” A group of patrolling deckhands noticed a peculiar cloud behind the airship. It hadn’t changed shape at all, unlike most clouds, which constantly shifted in the sky.

“Why would you think that?” Asasel responded to Liuxing’s question with an explanation.

Lu Qingqing was quite pleased with the breakfast her mother prepared, and there was even a caregiver nearby watching over her.

Liancheng Jue cheerfully called out, “Master!” and opened the food container he’d brought, which included a flask of fine wine.