43 Netherworld

Though his heart was heavy with dread and his murderous intent raged like a tempest, Lin Yang had no choice but to suppress it for the moment, reaching out to check Ren Zhenghao’s pulse.

If someone with a sharp mind were to execute this scheme without leaving a single trace or providing any cover to work with, it would truly be a nightmare to investigate.

Sitting nearby, Ye Chuning listened intently at first, then took out her phone and started the voice recorder, planning to study everything carefully after returning home.

"Ah!" Hearing Fei's question, Zanke froze. The pathetic faces of those wretched men crying tears and snot before he slaughtered them flashed instantly in his mind. Could this be retribution?

"They are truly so thoughtful." Ye Chuning reached out to touch the gifts, but Yin Sihua stopped her.

The so-called divine weapon tribulation of the Mahayana stage, literally understood, meant that a cultivator in the Mahayana realm had to undergo a divine weapon's heavenly tribulation.

Chen Mo refused the money, but the beggar's eyes lit up at the sight of the two red bills on the ground. He lunged forward and stuffed the two red banknotes directly into his own pocket.

Shaking her head to cast out the doubts and stray thoughts lingering in her mind, she looked at Yu Jiaojiao gently, her face full of worry.

Screaming miserably, Chen Mo crashed heavily onto the ground, leaving a imprint in the shape of a Buddhist swastika indented into the muddy earth.

Xue Yufeng was overjoyed to see her sweet smile. Returning the smile, he stopped in his tracks, shifted his chopsticks to his left hand, and patted her head gently with his right.

Qin Luoxi navigated the social gathering with ease, gracefully linking arms with Chen Shuang while wearing a sweet smile.

Jiang Mian first demonstrated the entire sword technique from start to finish. Shen Kuo was dazzled; his master was simply too amazing, and he could only manage to remember a fraction of it.

Learning that Lin Qianfan possessed such an extraordinary understanding of machinery, the factory director appreciated him quite a bit and spoke to him in a rather amicable tone.

Although Lin Wan was confident in her ability to trap the man with the formation she had laid down, her spiritual energy was pitifully thin. While setting up the formation had succeeded, maintaining it and simultaneously subduing a cultivator whose realm far surpassed her own was far beyond what her meager spiritual energy could accomplish.

This time, someone kind-hearted had written a letter so explicit that even if Liu Lin wanted to continue deceiving herself, it was utterly impossible.

This accidental discovery left Mozhuoyan wildly excited. Had he known earlier that drinking Lin Wan's fresh blood held such miraculous properties, how could he possibly have restrained himself until now?

Holding a lotus flower in her hand and with bells tied around her waist, Jiang Mian skipped along the path, heading wherever the crowd was liveliest. Shen Mu, following closely behind, had to keep a sharp eye on her to ensure she didn't wander off and get lost.

Sixteen red dots—there were actually sixteen red dots inside the Jinsha Villa. The jewelry thieves had infiltrated the exhibition so thoroughly that it was riddled with holes, yet Instructor Jian and the others still believed everything was normal.

Bai Qi could not fathom Elder Xue's feelings, but he could sense the burning desire for vengeance against the clan's eternal enemies buried deep within the old man's heart, even though Elder Xue had once been a member of the Blood Demons.

Because of your participation, the future trajectory can change at any moment. No matter how many times you are reborn, the future remains entirely unpredictable.

The company's office space was rented. As the company continuously expanded, the space grew increasingly inadequate, and there was no way to set up a cafeteria. Since employees didn't return home at noon, they could only order delivery or go out to eat.

Noticing his movements, Wang Ziqing’s eyes widened in alarm. She quickly gave chase, ruthlessly drawing a sharp dagger from her pocket and pressing it against his neck.

Looking at Feng Kuang’s corpse, a trace of chill flashed through Mu Linxiang’s eyes. She initially wanted to reduce his body to ashes with a burst of flames, but considering she had no way to explain it to the First Elder, she had to let the matter drop.

Princess Qinghe could only hear the ceaseless ringing of swords by her ears when suddenly, a fierce sword Qi flashed past her flank, slicing off a lock of hair at her temple.

Just before the battle started, weren't Zhao楠 and Zhang Hui acting all high and mighty? Weren't they waiting to make a laughingstock out of her and Mo Wufeng?

Yet, because he was still young, he lacked any authority among the servants. Moreover, the maids and matrons of Daoxiang Village were already panic-stricken—who would possibly listen to his orders to kill the bandits?

This time, Shi Jiang made the first move. His body shot forward like a cannonball, instantly blasting from his spot to smash into Tian Qiyou.

The moment Pierce tossed that wad of discarded chewing gum wrapper out of the car window, three surveillance points hundreds of meters away whirred into full operation.

Furthermore, if matters truly reached that point, how could the confrontation between the continents be a simple affair?

From this perspective, the disguise of the human-demons had reached such an astonishing degree. Even the human-demons themselves could no longer recognize their own kind—what on earth could the rest of them possibly do?

However, since Fatty Long now claimed I had been deceived, why hadn't he said so earlier? Why didn't he take precautions and guard against it beforehand?

"You could do the same. It's much better than coming to me," Xiang Yu said indifferently. Having no resources, no backing, and no connections, the help he could offer them was extremely limited.

Without a moment of hesitation, the fellow directly raised his hand and threw a punch, striking fiercely at Li Changlin's chest.

Wait, Tian Mo seemed to suddenly recall something. Hadn't a certain "Heavenly King" appeared once before, sometime in the past?

"Muzhi will tactfully convey your intentions, Zhibao, to Liu You and persuade him to continue supporting you!" Liu Muzhi continued.