21 Promises Are Always Stained with Blood

If Phoenix City were to choose a direct assault, Sky-Brocade City, backed by formidable natural defenses and riddled with deadly traps, would likely see the vast majority of evolved beings and soldiers perish without a chance of survival.

That night, Zhao Guo saw Jiang Rou for the first time, and his soul was captured then and there. From that day on, whenever he was off duty, he would invariably run to the Miaoyu Pavilion to show his support.

Li Hongwu did not care about such things; he lunged toward Feixue. However, as he was now merely a consciousness, he could not touch her at all. The lunge was for naught, as he passed right through her body.

"By the way, what did you want to see me about?" he asked, reaching the crux of the matter while his stomach still rumbled with hunger.

Suddenly, a voice that sounded both ancient and youthful echoed into the main tent. Tang Jian’s hand trembled, and he lost his grip on the wine flask, which tumbled to the ground and spilled.

But Sun Ze was not to be trifled with. Though he had not realized the final level of the Asura Path to attain the Supreme Asura True Body, nor was his cultivation at the Plane Realm, his offensive power did not fall short even against those of a higher plane.

On the fifth day, the horses Chen Yuan and his group had purchased from the innkeeper arrived. After a hearty breakfast and final preparations, they mounted up and set off toward Qingyun Province. Though it was uncertain whether the Yuan siblings would appear again, this route was one they had to take.

He was no fool; he knew full well that his elder brother, Ma Shanglong, could not have been released from prison without the help of Sikong Yue—especially since Ma Shanglong, at that time, was still oblivious to her true colors.

After listening, Dongfang Qian nodded and said, "Very well. Since your son is truly injured, I will not make things difficult for him. You are his father, so I shall deal with you directly. Pray tell, why did you tolerate your son’s threats and his vow to kill his friend?" She pointed a finger at Zihuang.

Mu Feiying did not dwell on the matter. She was innocent, after all, and it was hardly strange for the young man in white to have helped her.

Though the disciples of Lucheng had been stripped of their cultivation levels, they held no grudge against Lin Nan—at least not yet—because Lin Nan had not extinguished their lives.

Not far away stood a figure in tattered armor. Despite his disheveled appearance, the weathering on his face and the resolve in his eyes remained unmistakable. Huo Qing, who was well-versed in the Four Great Legions, recognized the remains of the armor as the uniform of the Gray Wolf Legion.

Immediately after, her upper body seemed to be drained of essence; it withered away slowly, her skin becoming shriveled until her entire torso resembled a pile of deadwood.

She approached, pulled the man's injured arm closer, folded back his sleeve, and unwound the gauze to reveal the wound.

Generally, people with such artistic paleness tend to admire those who excel in their fields, and their mindset often shifts from indifference to appreciation and worship.

She seemed to have never considered this question before, and now, it left her completely at a loss.

Back when he had just been chosen as leader, Di Bei had tried to teach Shen Yan a lesson, but Di Bei’s skills were too poor. Even after employing the power of Corpse Blood Poison, he was defeated by Shen Yan and drained into a husk, a display that struck terror into everyone.

Just as we were ordering our meal, we suddenly heard the long, mournful sound of a horn echoing outside the restaurant.

The head of security caught Liu Renzhi’s gaze, paused, and then gave a subtle, inadvertent nod.

I couldn't recall anything at the time, and any attempt to think hard brought on a splitting headache. Whenever this happened, Grandma would go to the kitchen to cook and heat wine, and Fatty Long would use those moments to regale me with fantastical tales and knowledge of ancient tombs.

Just like in the great explosion last time, although the Man-Demon side had two Earth Monarch-level beings detonate themselves, they were only at the early stage of the Earth Monarch level. Being heavily wounded, they had little hope of escape, so they were left with no choice but to resort to such a method.

"Why do you keep staring at me?" Xiang Yu harbored secret resentment; this attempt to draw hatred was far too obvious.

Such a realm was one that many martial artists could not hope to reach even after a lifetime of toil.

But the events of today completely defied his understanding. In at least a thousand years, he had never encountered anything of the sort.

Sure enough, the Heavenly Venerate spirit runes in this Green Lotus Secret Realm—the site of a one-star inheritance—did not disappoint.

Given that the historical records provided by Bowang and the Ming King were from a distant age, Chu Yan used five fishing rods simultaneously to ensure success and increase his odds.

However, if Fatty Long now claimed I had been deceived, why hadn't he said so earlier? Why hadn't he taken precautions or prepared for the worst?

On the other hand, the Undead, having made their presence felt, had truly instilled a sense of existential crisis in the human world.

These business cards, belonging to various people across different industries and nations, represented the threshold of the European academic world in this era.

If that golem monster known as a "train" truly possessed the astonishing transport capacity that Baron Liu described, how many trips would it take for it to exhaust all the steel used by Quanze in a year?

"You know what kind of person Liu Qing is, don't you? He detests flattery and bootlicking. I simply don't have the talent to convince him to accept gifts," I said, shaking my head.

To ensure he could prevail against the prison guards, Bai Gang took advantage of his spare time from studying magic to specifically consult Gilnas on the fighting styles of the elves.

Major film platforms released their detailed, finalized box office figures on schedule. Once published, the industry was shaken.

It was just... one wondered what the reason for the Beast King’s awakening was this time, and whether it would leave them all behind once again after it had fully awakened.

Dai Xiao thought of the scar on her hand; this was a grudge she would never forget. Liu Xiangyin, today was my second strike against you. There will be a third and a fourth, and one day, I will make you crawl out of this conglomerate in disgrace.

She had grown accustomed to this familiar stranger, who, in such a strange way, kept tearing open a rift in her loneliness.

This black McLaren P1 was once Li Wei’s prize. Li Wei had not wanted it and exchanged it for money, leaving the car with the Ye family. Later, when Ye Hongzhang heard that his grandson, Gao Yifan, had failed in his attempts to woo a girl, he gifted the car to him as a gesture of comfort.