Volume 1, Chapter 46: The Mysterious Stone Sphere

In an instant, the gloomy and sharp aura surrounding him vanished completely, and he transformed into a smiling, child-loving great-grandfather.

With a creaking sound coming from within, the second gate of the Heavenly Palace opened. The Heavenly Palace built by Sun Peng had a total of two gates, and with Sun Peng's authority, he could only open the first one. To see Sun Peng, the second gate had to be opened as well. Once the second gate swung wide open, Huang Mingtian walked straight inside.

Fortunately, she had already established a cooperative relationship with Liu Chonghui; otherwise, she truly would have been delivered like a lamb to a wolf's mouth.

"What? By the look in your eyes, you must be unhappy to see me come out?" Lu Weiguo said viciously, pressing a knife against her belly.

"Don't you think this rain is coming at the most convenient time? Just when we've reached a dead end, it has to start pouring," I said.

"Master is above, please accept your disciple's bow!" The thrilled Great Elder hastily performed the formal kowtow of discipleship.

Furthermore, there was no charge if it proved ineffective, a policy that naturally tempted many people to come forward and give it a try.

Hearing this voice, Feng Jiahui felt a chill run through his heart. Following the direction of the voice, he saw Liu Yijiao, Grand Secretary and Minister of the Middle-Extreme Hall clad in a first-rank crimson robe embroidered with a qilin, glaring at him coldly.

Slowly, people returned to the vicinity, setting up stalls here to do business. As more and more people arrived over time, residents gradually began to settle around this area once again," Chen Yi explained.

Xinyan did not answer her friends, keeping her eyes fixed instead on Shen Tao's figure on the arena. Her gaze was filled with worry, and her delicate fists were tightly clenched, revealing her intense nervousness.

"Such a sharp tongue!" the princess feigned anger, though it sounded more like a playful, spoiled reproach. The distance between them instantly vanished without a trace of awkwardness, making them feel like old friends who had known each other for years.

After he left, I brought my fist up to my mouth, blew gently upon it, and then lowered it with a look of satisfaction. Assuming an inscrutable and profound expression, I closed my eyes, leaned back against the wall, and sat on the ground, wearing a completely expressionless face.

"Good! Excellent!" Wu Yingxiong exclaimed twice in succession, then formed his fingers into an orchid gesture and pointed straight ahead.

I could not retreat. My first two strikes had been merely symbolic resistance, but with this final blow, I channeled my claw momentum. My heavily fleshed hand transformed into the shape of a white skeleton amidst the dark night; the phantom-like bone shimmered faintly as it rapidly intercepted Situ Qing's Bone-Dissolving Cotton Palm.

"Is that so? Even the three of us Saints cannot stop you? Hmph! Do you take yourself for a Supreme Saint?" Ao Ke mocked.

Seeing Xie Yifan's expression return to normal, Zhang Shilei breathed a slight sigh of relief, her pretty face flushing faintly.

Yu Xi turned her head to cast a sidelong glance at Guan Yun, finding it striking that a man who usually appeared so rough and careless asked questions that hit every crucial point, possessing a meticulousness completely at odds with his appearance. Having no intention of withholding anything, she recounted the general progression of the events, leaving Guan Yun secretly admiring the young master who had devised such a scheme.

When she finished speaking, Li Ke did not take the conversation up, merely remaining silent. His dark, night-like eyes stared at her for a long moment before he seemed to reach a decision, breaking into a smile as warm and bright as spring sunshine.

At present, Xue Chunyuan's true elemental energy faintly showed signs of overshadowing Long Aotian's, and surpassed Qin Lang's by a considerable margin.

She rolled her eyes and looked towards Xiyi at the side: "Go fetch some osmanthus糕, and also brew two cups of the new tea bestowed by His Majesty." Xiyi acknowledged the order with a promise and turned to leave.

Feeling that the weight in his hand was somewhat abnormal, Fan Ren hurriedly brought the sand closer to examine it carefully.

He always felt that as a director, if one could not instantly fall in love with and choose the ideal actor at first sight, one might as well stop filming altogether.

Besides, she seemed to already have someone she cared for; how could she ever develop romantic feelings for another man, let alone agree to marry someone else?

On the hospital bed, Gu Yan looked at the thermos in his hand. She lacked even the strength to reach out and take it, asking him with lips so pale they were devoid of color.

"We are people from the mainland of the Yanlong Kingdom, and we've come here for a vacation," Zhan Ying shook his head and said indifferently.

The three swindlers, who had been engaged in mutual flattery, suddenly stopped and looked at one another in unison.

Yet, strangely enough, he merely exerted a wave of pressure against Fan Ren, without causing any actual, substantive harm.

"Thirty-six percent. Just four percent shy of forty," Da Hu said excitedly.

A torrential surge of elemental energy violently erupted from within Lu Chen, causing his aura to spike crazily as he resisted the oppressive pressure emanating from the massive fist projection.

When I arrived, Lin Jiaomei had already been there for some time. Seeing me step inside, she immediately brewed a cup of coffee and greeted me.

Before Mu Die'er could indulge in further guesswork, she noticed that the previously expressionless Mu Xiecheng's expression suddenly altered drastically. His features began to contort, and his complexion turned somewhat pale.

At this moment, the fluctuating aura surrounding the Xuanfrost Beast King abruptly converged, turning vastly more formidable immediately after.

"Exactly, exactly! How did you know?" Maya beside her also snapped back to her senses, chattering as she asked.

"Say no more! Until His Highness is found, I, Xiang, will not leave this place!" It was none other than Xiang Tang who spoke.

The martial artists in the distance followed suit one after another, trailing behind all the way to the Green Water Prefecture Yamen. However, blocked by the imperial soldiers, they could only remain outside the yamen, discussing the events in hushed, agitated murmurs.

The morning was tranquil. Dressed in physical training uniforms, they stood facing one another across a corridor with no one else around, a scene that bore an uncanny resemblance to their very first encounter.

"Although more than a decade has passed, your appearance still needs a slight alteration. It's not out of fear of them, but fewer troubles always make for peace and quiet," Mu Xiecheng remarked.

Liu Yu sat calmly, sipping his tea at leisure until Ling Hui was summoned after news reached him that something had gone wrong at the imperial lodge.

The night in East Feng City was exceptionally pitch-black. With inclement weather tonight, the cold wind howled and carried strange, eerie sounds. Launching online at almost the exact same moment, the players quietly retreated along their pre-planned routes back to the hidden valley.

"I heard from my subordinates that my brother had already entered the capital yesterday, so I've been waiting here all this time. I never expected that after touring all the major government offices, my brother still wouldn't visit my doorstep," the Oriental Dragon Clan member laughed heartily, seating himself boldly in the master's chair.

Yet this felt like viewing flowers through a thick fog; although its existence could be sensed, it remained forever out of reach. How could Li Yu know that if he were able to clearly perceive the true essence of this Law of Life, it would signify his ascension into an entirely new realm of existence.