28 The Great Sage and the Sleeping Banana Monkey

However, he silently noted the name in his heart. Was his soul world truly the same as this so-called realm of the gods?

The factory covered an area of about thirty to forty mu, laid out in a ring. Chen Yi and the others had entered from the far right. It was clear at a glance that the plant had been abandoned for a long time, though traces of flour could still be seen clinging to the walls of the workshop.

When Syndra’s energy cascaded onto the Jhin’s face, how could Jhin not realize he had become the primary target of the blue team? He immediately burned his Heal spell to desperately restore his health.

Li Xin was stunned. She had never expected such an avant-garde idea from her intern. Wasn't this supposed to be a vision of the future?

"The Maoshan Sect Leader is still alive? How is this possible?" Bai Feng and the others naturally spotted Chen Yi, their faces filled with confusion, unable to grasp the situation.

Because the territories of the Celestial Prisoners were far apart, he spent most of his time traveling, usually hunting between twelve and fifteen prisoners each day.

This ghostly blue flame was no ordinary fire; it was a divine law of fire known as the Netherflame of Death.

With the phantom beast subdued, Chen Yi didn't waste any more time and immediately headed toward the mountaintop with God-Ye. By now, many others had already arrived at the summit.

After all, these rebel soldiers had been trained by Zhu Yuanzhang himself, and he held a deep affection for them.

Sensing that the moment was right, Ye Tian struck while the iron was hot, deciding to reveal the ultimate purpose behind his scheme to fool Anzo Arai.

Ahn Joon-hyuk, accompanied by senior music executives and lawyers, greeted her at the entrance of the headquarters. The two sides shook hands and entered the building, chatting and laughing.

Golden Pig remained confused. Because his family was poor, they lacked the capital to raise silkworms or cultivate mulberry trees, leaving him completely ignorant of this trade.

"I can't make it to the bar anymore, Fang Yong. Why don't you take me home?" Xia Wanqing suggested after a moment's thought.

Their pirate ship had become larger and sturdier, appearing to have been refitted at a naval shipyard. The ship's armor and cannons clearly bore the marks of naval technology.

The driver, foot pressed on the gas pedal, caught a glimpse of something atop a building in the distance. His eyes widened in shock, and he shouted out in disbelief.

Tenaya raised an eyebrow. Although the other party’s tone was calm, it was filled with confidence. Even though Elsa beside her was shaking her head desperately to express her stance against Krossade, he seemed not to care at all, as if Elsa had no choice but to leave with him.

He was indeed a veteran admiral; his Armament Haki was formidable beyond words. The indestructible Tempest Kick collided with the left arm Zephyr held up to block it, shattering instantly.

"What do you suggest?" Lin Feng asked. He didn't need to ask about Soros’s stance; he knew Soros would surely want to fight. He was a war hawk, a war hawk of the financial world. Therefore, Lin Feng didn't need to ask for his opinion; he wanted to know Abby Cohen’s stance.

As the heroes for these two lineups were selected one by one, gasps of surprise echoed among the audience.

Since she was about to take on new responsibilities, Xu Laowu did not include her on the list for cadre promotions—there was no need to occupy her current position if she was going to be transferred and promoted anyway. Thus, this round of promotions was entirely for technical cadres in "back-office" departments, especially the apprentices who had been "fixing computers" with Feng Nuo.

"It's good that you're back; I'm relieved. I'm going back to my room to sleep for a while now." Chi Jinfeng released Ning Xia, smiled weakly and pale-faced, and turned toward his room.

Madam Bai, who had been sulking all evening, brightened at the exuberant enthusiasm of her husband and son. Fearing her son might become too arrogant, she kept a stern face, though her eyes betrayed a longing for their future pastoral life.

Having run this far, not only was her spiritual energy exhausted, but her physical strength was also spent. Even though she knew Chimei clearly had something to say, Lin Xi didn't give him the chance, turning her back to busy herself with dinner.

Mo Yuan'er’s sleep-talking whispers echoed in her ear. Her heart stirred, and she looked up at Su Jianglie, who was sitting across from her.

"Sigh, it's been over ten days. The sect disciples who entered the secret realm are all here now, but we still haven't seen any sign of the boss. I wonder where he ran off to?" Zi Mo frowned, speaking gloomily.

Blazing Battle Axe—a 3-star weapon card. When used, it generates a two-handed battle axe wreathed in eternal "Blood-Battle Blazing Flames." The wielder's creature level increases by 1, and the axe lasts for thirty minutes.

Old Man Fu laughed heartily, waving his hand at Ning Xia. "This thing is definitely real. I know where it came from; I just never considered it a treasure." After saying this, he picked up his incense burner, examined it again and again, and polished it with his sleeve, looking absolutely delighted.

"No need to say more. We were never on the same path, but this time, I won't hold back." Ziyun, unwilling to waste any more breath, unleashed a powerful ultimate move. First, a bolt of lightning struck down, electrifying the monster thoroughly and fading most of the black mist covering its body.

Yue Yao nodded, then instructed Gu You and Gu Lan to pack up the tools needed for painting. She then took four guards with martial arts backgrounds and headed up the mountain.

Ning Xia felt a chill run through her limbs. What was this? Was the guy a sore loser, trying to eat her?

Chen Chen’s room was on the second floor; even an ordinary mage wouldn't have much trouble jumping down from that height.

In the political arena, the fog was dense—even more treacherous than on the battlefield. No one could truly see the situation clearly.

"Hmph, since you're looking for death, I'll grant your wish." Jiang Wei’s eyes turned cold. With a sneer, he stepped forward, heading toward the Undead Arena.

Take the Heavenly Venerable from the previous spacetime instance, for example—despite being such a powerful deity, with over a hundred million believers...

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The final volley of atomic weapons ended completely. The last wave of alloy steel balls left Chen Chen’s injuries even more severe, with over a hundred steel pellets piercing his body.