23 Our Colors

"I have long heard that when Brother Ouyang's Li-Fire Bow and Frost Arrow were crafted, a fire phoenix and an ice phoenix emerged and merged into them. Seeing them today, they truly live up to their reputation," said Gu Wanhai.

Fang Cheng’s mind and will underwent an infinite tempering, as if he had personally experienced the vicissitudes of life and the unpredictable cycles of death and rebirth.

With one vexing matter after another piling up, Leng Xianning lifted her head and gazed at the full moon high in the sky.

He thrust his Gravel Sword firmly into the ground, then formed a Daoist hand seal with his left hand, pointing toward the sky while chanting incantations. With his right hand, he traced symbols around the sword. Lin Feng recognized immediately that these were earth-attribute defensive talismans. Confused, he wondered what Zhang Tianchao was doing, drawing talismans on the blade itself.

"If the Emperor has no further instructions, I beg your leave." Leng Xianning kept her head bowed, her demeanor respectful. She dared not look at him, fearing that if she did, she would be unable to hold back her tears and the heartache she felt.

Rongrong was not at fault; it was her mother who was to blame. Liao Jinghong was not at fault either, yet she was so innocent and pitiable.

As she spoke, she deliberately parted her delicate pink lips slightly and extended the tip of her tongue, sliding it gently from one corner of her mouth to the other.

Xu Jun had rarely appeared in Zhou Xuan's sight before, and Ye Zhiyuan certainly would not have taken the initiative to bring him back to his den to enjoy the treatment of a friend. Having finally caught Ye Zhiyuan in a position where he needed a favor, Xu Jun felt it was time to properly claim the treatment he deserved.

After the paperwork was finished, Lin Xinjie picked up her luggage, left the hospital, and hailed a taxi to return home.

"Chu Qi, just you wait! You will definitely regret this!" Shang Jiping gritted his teeth behind Chu Qi.

Before the head could fall, it was seized by Sakanoue no Tamuramaro, who charged ahead into the opposing Xia army formation.

However, numerous top-tier Great Worlds checked and balanced one another, each embroiled in its own disputes, preventing any single world from gaining total control over the Instrument Realm. Instead, this allowed the realm to flourish in the chaos.

Fear-Sun added, "Moreover, your study tour in the Heavenly Court is something the Tathagata Buddha has repeatedly urged you to do, which shows how high his expectations for you are."

"I have never seen such a technique before. This is likely something the Chaos Martial Ancestor developed himself. If that is true, then the Chaos Martial Ancestor's alchemy is truly terrifying," said the Supreme of the Spirit Realm.

Initially, Jiang Heng had been worried that his wife might be taken advantage of and wanted to step in, but seeing that she was holding her own, he breathed a sigh of relief and continued to spar with the old foxes before him.

"Ants of the Sword Realm, surrender now, and I may yet grant you a path to survival," the Taishi Holy Emperor looked down indifferently.

"Which tribe do you come from?! My Abyss Tribe has always upheld the principle of peaceful coexistence; we have never provoked other races in tens of thousands of years!" the Abyss Emperor said in a deep voice.

In the distance, Zhang Gege was chatting with He Zhaolian, who was of similar age. Through the corner of her eye, she caught sight of He Zhaoxin and Tang Yuan deep in pleasant conversation.

Fang Li finally understood the situation. If so, these people were truly detestable. But what was the Saint Star Academy? Was it another formidable institution?

Under these circumstances, Baohua chose the northwest corner of the Fengyuan Continent—which appeared to be the weakest of the three continents in the Spirit Realm—as the point of breakthrough.

"Big Brother?" Huo'er did not know whether to feel surprised or anxious, but at that moment, she burst into tears.

"Uh... he looks demonic. I believe you will know when you see him. In any case, it is enough that he is very handsome," Ye Suman truly did not know how to describe Qing Lian's appearance.

"Perhaps they know the whereabouts of Ye Zang," Terumi Mei thought to herself. She wanted to ask them about Ye Zang, but when You Xu glanced at the two people on the shore and met Terumi Mei's gaze, she felt an oppressive chill that forced her to swallow her words.

"Notify me once you find him. I am going back to eat my lollipop; do not disturb me!" Li Yao said, then vanished from Ye Zang's mind.

As for tomorrow and the developments to come, Lin Xingchen dared not think about them, yet he still had to make final preparations.

Finally, the time was set for seven in the evening. The brilliant fireworks of the annual class reunion would bloom in splendor at the Qingyun Pavilion tonight.

He could indeed keep this up, increasing the output of his true energy to enhance the power of the Divine Fire Pagoda, but to exhaust Master Yan Ba to death this way would be a great pity.

These two were the Peak Masters of the Ten Peaks of the Zixiao Sect, powerful beings at the True Immortal level. Elder Chen and Yun Feikong thought in shock, who could possibly be qualified to make Liu Buhuan and Lin Tan refuse to yield to each other?

Wu Xuhui, dressed in red wedding robes, walked out of the main hall and swept his cold gaze across the crowd.

Along the way, the golden-light humanoid had completely disappeared. He was likely hiding somewhere, waiting for Ye Ziyang to break the seal so that he could be reborn into the world.

At this moment, the Army Lord Fang Mu sent a soul transmission stating that his request to take up the post had been approved, with the time set for tomorrow.

Hua Wan'er let out a giggle. She was not stupid; she naturally understood why those men were helping her. Having been unsettled by those unscrupulous gazes for so long, she felt a sense of peace and stability now, even though business was slow.

Yang You was puzzled. He knew the Dao Sect was the number one sect in the Central Plains, but he had never dealt with anyone from the Dao Sect. What was this sound-transmission jade talisman?

Ji Zixi had been stifled for too long; once she saw Lin Yun, she talked incessantly. She was innocent and lively, appearing extremely adorable.

If it were not for the fact that the Ziyang Demon Sect was one of the organizers and he had to consider the impact, Zhang Guozhi would have already flipped the table and started cursing.

Lie Du understood that the matter of the Creation Spirit had to be kept secret; if it were heard and spread by those at the bottom, there would be trouble.

Zi Wu-Kong was trembling with rage, but this demonic powerhouse was clearly not eloquent, nor was he accustomed to speaking more beautifully than he could sing like the Luofu Palace. Consequently, he could only repeat the same few insults of "despicable" and "shameless," which actually felt somewhat comical.

This punch contained neither poisonous gas nor spatial collapse; it could be said there was no significant difference from the punch of any ordinary peer.

A cannon blast sounded from the mountain peak, and Ma Teng's remnants surged down, their war cries shaking the heavens. Chaos erupted in Lu Bu's camp at the foot of the mountain; soldiers rushed out in a panic, attempting to intercept the Xiliang troops charging down from above.