Chapter 109: The Five Elements Fulfilled

Just like the white ape, the two of them tested the space portal and, with a single step, arrived within the Alchemical Well. They had been traveling for three days and three nights without rest; if they continued like this, it was unclear whether they would catch their target, but they themselves might well perish. Through Huang Ruochu’s replies and expressions, Li Huoyue was now fairly certain that there was an organization behind her. The person wearing the veil, unlike Huang Ruochu, caught a faint hint of something amiss in Li Huoyue’s words. At that moment, she was strolling in the courtyard, supporting her waist, when the old woman next door saw her and immediately walked over carrying some items. The Imperial Concubine chuckled softly again; just like the first time she heard her voice yesterday, it was crisp yet frail. She kept a wary eye on the reactions and attitudes of her parents, ready to bolt out the door at the slightest sign of trouble. Li Chu saw that Jiang Nanxi was already peeling nuts to eat, and she reached out to grab the plumpest hairy crab on the table, placing it in her bowl, ready to feast. Wu Yu did not dodge, nor did he block. Ignoring the sky full of sword rain, he remained steadfast, continuously pouring spiritual energy into his forging hammer and swinging it down with heavy force. "Exactly. Blocking is not as effective as diverting. Since this thing cannot be stopped, it is better to turn passive into active." Over the next two days, Lu Yanhong attempted to meet with Lu Kai, determined to have a final conversation to make him leave Qin Huanli, but for two consecutive days, Lu Kai ignored him completely. Tang Yiheng’s car headed straight for the hospital after picking up Shu Huaye, intending to be there for Gu Nian’s discharge. As her uncle’s nephew, he naturally wouldn't miss it, but just as the car arrived, they encountered this situation. Wherever his divine sense reached, a massive wave of zombies was approaching; judging by their appearance, they were all transformed from beasts above the seventh rank.

Everyone was very kind to Chi Wan. After playing together all night, they felt she was easy to get along with and assumed she was just making excuses, so they kept enthusiastically inviting her to join them. That old lady was the wife of Elder Gao, the wife of the First Chief, the First Lady of China, and also a member of the Ma family, one of the eight major political families in Yanjing. The distance was not far, and after a moment, they had closed in on Han and Wei. It was too late to run, so it was better to strike first. Without needing to exchange words, Han and Wei understood each other’s intent. Han suddenly lunged forward, kicking the night watchman, while Li immediately went to retrieve the fallen blade. Su Liuyu traveled south incognito in the name of the Emperor. Passing through Qingzhou, he paused, turning his head to look faintly at the road leading into the city. The attendants behind him were confused but respectfully stopped to wait for him. A clear, beautiful face flashed through his mind—he wondered how Ling'er was doing; he could not delay any longer. The Demon Spirit Tiger licked its lips; it had waited far too long for the blood of the Abyssal Heaven Tiger. A feeling of suffocation washed over him, his mind went blank, and he forgot everything, feeling only a profound and unbearable distress. His body thrashed involuntarily, and the more he moved, the more painful it became, as every movement consumed precious oxygen. If a person falls to the ground, many might think it makes a soft thud, but that is wrong; falling to the ground sounds not like a thud, but like striking iron—a loud, terrifying "bang." The reason he was unwilling to tell Wen Qin was that he knew her personality was too strong; if she found out the other party had failed to keep their promise, she would definitely start a huge argument. But at this time, the Ke family could not afford to make any more enemies, so even regarding Ke Xiangbao, he had not gone out of his way to antagonize her. One thing was certain: she must have practiced this countless times at home, pushing her allure to the absolute limit. As we won the match, the atmosphere in the hall immediately livened up, with everyone speculating whether we could pull off a reverse sweep. "Even if you use your bloodline power, you will still lose. Just admit defeat obediently." Qin Zheng raised his wine cup and drained it in one gulp. The number of people they had sent into battle was nearly half that of the God-Worship Party—a classic battle of the few against the many.

He Huan saw He Meng pulling her and, though very reluctant, she went down anyway. What else could she do? Since things had reached this point, she had to swallow her pride and act as if nothing had happened. Is it true that if we don't reconcile, Thor will remain this way? Or should we look at it from another angle: if Thor were to make peace with the Zhaoyun Kingdom, or perhaps other nations, could it change his current situation? Must we necessarily reconcile with this side? After fighting for quite a while, Li Hongming felt his body growing hotter and hotter, the three flames within his body sometimes chaotic, sometimes merging, forming a giant black dragon. The result was a great surprise to her; Yin seemed to know the way. Seeing that it was taking the correct route, she relaxed her mind and leaned against its large head, enjoying the hard-won tenderness. Applause erupted, ringing through the entire awards hall once more. Some of the more energetic attendees even whistled. His body stood amidst it all, yet it seemed as though all the ripples of heaven and earth were swirling around him—whether it was the stars, the sun and moon, or even the sacred mountains and the various projections of the heavens, all began to tremble. "Your Majesty, do you know the difference between you and a cucumber?" Qin Yuxuan pulled at the tiger’s whiskers nonsensically, a shrewd, gleeful smile on her face, lost in her own wild imagination. Hearing Meng Ruolang’s threat, the servants hesitated, stopping their advance and glancing at each other. A middle-aged man wearing a black uniform with the character "Yin" written on the collar stepped out of the passage and stopped in front of a room door. It seems you are a very competent teacher... Jiang Yan took a long breath and slowly exhaled.