That's enough. Stop wiping.

Amidst the resistance, Jiang Hai managed to mobilize his vital energy. The dual forces of Yin and Yang finally broke through the suppression, converging in the sky and swirling together, identical to those within the vast sea of stars. At this moment, he was operating at full firepower.

Silence fell upon the place once more, with only the heartbeats of Jiang Hai and Wang Xi audible. This was the difference between them and the Holy Emperors or Immortals, and also the proof that both of them were alive and did not belong to this realm.

Eventually, someone broke the silence—it was A Drop in the Ocean. All the people from the East looked at him, waiting for him to continue.

Whether China had any peerless hidden masters was something Ye Xunhuan did not know, or perhaps Ye Xunhuan knew of one.

The reason why none of the three major families dared to interfere was the fear that once one of them intervened, the other two societies would step in to suppress them.

A vague intuition told me that the matter of this demonic dragon would by no means end as simply as it did today.

If you deliberately investigate them and hunt them down for revenge, pushing them to desperation, they will truly drag your Perm family down with them to mutual destruction.

Jessica could not help but look up at the Jiang Nan standing before her, feeling a sense of adoration mingled with confusion.

A red carpet was rolled out. Young Master Huang, dressed in a yellow robe with one hand tucked behind his back, strolled leisurely toward the Fang family residence.

"Since all of you are leaving one by one, what reason do I have to stay behind at school? I've made up my mind; I'll resign as soon as you graduate," I said.

Whenever the word 'club' was mentioned, adults both within and outside the circle understood its unspoken implications.

I was far too familiar with this place; it was Ye Jinliang's bedroom from his youth. I had been here countless times, mostly climbing through windows rather than using the door.

"I promised Baili Kuangfeng that I would not kill you, but if you push things too far, I will consider crippling your cultivation," Mo Wen said coldly. His time was already pressed, and being forced to travel south to deal with Ye Xiaoyao and Liu Shaoqing had filled him with indignation.

Luo Qianqian was so startled that she let out a silent, internal shriek. Might she ask if it was still too late for her to run now?

However, Yaoyao was not the type to stir up trouble without regard for the occasion. Her doing this must certainly have a reason.

Zhou Yixing stuck out his tongue and hurriedly scurried over to Zhou Yihu's side. " Eldest brother, it's done," he said, wearing a smug expression that was thoroughly punchable.

Fortunately, Wang Feng's spiritual power had already grown to such a formidable state, and his willpower had become even more unyielding.

Shunzi picked out a few wooden trinkets of rather novel designs before seating himself at a nearby noodle stall. It would not be too late to return to the palace after finishing his noodles.

"What? How can this be? This is not a Tiangang Formation at all!" objected an old man.

"You're still somewhat smart, knowing who benefits you. Accompany me to the scene the day after tomorrow," Ye Ying said, hanging up the phone as countless thoughts swirled in her mind. Tong Xinyuan had been triumphant for long enough; it was time for her luck to turn.

Afterward, they ascended the mountain toward the giant dragon statue. Walking along, they drew their swords, and after a short while, gradually arrived at the demon cave near the dragon statue, upon which were inscribed the prominent characters: Giant Dragon Cave.

Just as Zhenbei felt her internal organs about to be melted away, a current of cold Qi arrived uninvited.

Huo Lingfeng nodded slightly and, amidst the gazes of the crowd, strolled leisurely into the room where Qianmei Huan was imprisoned.

"You..." Huoyang was choked into speechlessness by his mockery, his face shifting through a kaleidoscope of colors.

However, attending to one thing meant neglecting others. The other three men in black also stepped forward; after a brief exchange of blows, Fu Xiaoling naturally found herself at a disadvantage.

Subsequently, Li Maicheng, Bai Ruoxue, and Lin Yifan had dinner at the inn, after which they each returned to their respective rooms and went to sleep.

All things considered, Luo He had only crossed over five months ago. Supported by various opportunities and the system, he had skyrocketed all the way to the 9-star level, ranking among the top three in strength among current newcomers.

At this moment, Xu Suzhou's bodyguard was also eyeing Nate with nervous tension. This could not be blamed on her; the strength Nate displayed was beyond what the bodyguard could fathom, hence her wariness toward him. Hearing Xu Suzhou's words now only deepened her hostility.

As they walked, the sounds of slaughter suddenly erupted ahead. The path was in utter chaos as imperial soldiers fought among one another.

"Fine," Xihong and Lianqing glared fiercely at each other, shrinking their necks timidly, rolling their eyes in a huff, and refusing to look at each other ever again.

Power... is something imbued with an incredible and wondrous magic. Since ancient times, countless people have been obsessed and driven mad by it, willing to slaughter their own flesh and blood, turn against brothers, and set spouses at odds just to fight and contend for it, ultimately embarking on a path of no return.

Since Ning Keke was actually Xue Lengyu in disguise, how should the things he overheard outside her door that day be explained? Could it be because he had almost harmed her that day, and Ning Qing had saved her at the risk of his life, causing her to momentarily lose her heart?

To be honest, he was not particularly fond of Zhang Can and the others. His agreement to "form an alliance" was largely due to the abilities of Zhang Can and Bu Lichen, secondarily persuaded by Wuyin, and naturally, it was inseparable from the premonition of life-and-death crisis regarding the future that had welled up in his heart.

Brother Guangyu grinned wide, picked up the steamer basket, and walked straight out the door. Just a few meters away, Xu Qing behind him snapped back to his senses with a start, his feet sliding as his body darted out like a civet cat emerging from its den, slipping behind the bearded man. Before the fellow could turn his head, Xu Qing pinched his fingers together and tapped his Geshu and Sanjiao acupuncture points.

Tonight was chaotic enough; if anything else were to happen to Zhan Fengsong, their crimes would truly be unpardonable even a hundred deaths over.

Alchemists have never been stingy with the dissemination of alchemical knowledge; they have even actively promoted it to ensure as many people as possible understand the Dao of alchemy.