Chapter 168: The Ambush

Gu Moli’s face was already pale, and at this moment, it was as white as a sheet of paper, suffused with a dead and gloomy aura. He truly looked like an Asura being pushed out from within.

I snatched the doll and severed its head with a single slash. A mournful cry echoed from the cloth doll, and a stain of blood seeped out from its snow-white fabric.

As time passed, hundreds of Asuras had gathered around the Asura King—all of them powerful demons—along with countless Yakshas, forming a dense, pitch-black tide. Following closely behind the Asura King, they swept across the extraterrestrial battlefield. The moment they spotted any humans, they slaughtered them without hesitation and devoured their flesh and blood.

Finally, stepping up behind him, he gave a frivolous whistle and slapped his uptight rump.

Though that was what was said, King Ruyi did not dare to approach the calamity star's primordial spirit at all. However, the second prince clearly knew nothing about this and wore a look of utter astonishment.

"Bang-boom!" The heavy doors of the crystal-casting shop were kicked wide open, and the dazzling sunlight outside was blinding.

After leaving the Pan residence, Liu Yanbo and Zhou Ming walked one after the other, maintaining a distance of about two meters. Neither of them spoke a word to the other; the atmosphere wasn't necessarily bad, just far too oppressive.

Nie Feng slowly spoke, a brilliant smile blooming across his face. His plan had succeeded. If the Yellow Springs Demonic Venerable had not entered his sea of consciousness, his Three Thousand Realms in a Dream Dao technique would not have succeeded so easily.

However, when she crept into the tent, she was rather bewildered to find Lin Junhe sitting there in meditation.

In an instant, the hull of the ship shook violently, and a billowing stench rushed toward them. The mirror-like wicked water suddenly began to churn with foam as if it were boiling water.

To not look too far ahead, Bi Xiao was still present right now, which meant the Investiture of the Gods had probably not yet begun.

Once the thin membrane was broken, Luo Lei and his companions immediately charged forward, bursting through this barrier in the nick of time. Upon breaking through, although pitch-blackness still surrounded them, everyone sensed in their hearts that they had finally emerged.

Wang Dongchen had long been blinded by failure. Just as he was about to jump and shoot, Xu Zun directly swatted the ball down.

Naturally, alongside those who tried to fish in troubled waters, there were also those who worked steadily and honestly. Where else could one find such a good employer as Tang's Jewelry? Tang Guo had not resorted to any drastic measures; she merely made them write and read aloud their self-criticisms. A straight foot is not afraid of a crooked shoe, and the ones who needed to worry were those who bullied others by flaunting their association with powerful figures.

To be injured in the ocean—especially under such circumstances—meant Luo Lei and the others had no choice but to abandon the wounded and make a hasty retreat back to their own defensive layer; otherwise, casualties would have been even graver.

Fang Yan also frowned slightly. Although he had not witnessed the power of this attack with his own eyes, he had indeed heard of it. Rumor had it that once successfully unleashed, it could incinerate the entire heavens.

In truth, these words were not a makeshift excuse conjured up for the sake of intimidation. The very moment Sun Riwen "subdued" the zombie man, the impulse to simply hurl him down into the deep ravine had already crossed his mind. Upon reflection, he felt that at that fleeting instant, he had resembled a desperate demon backed into a corner, actually entertaining the thought of murder.

After exchanging merely three blows, Motong witnessed Xiao Long's formidable strength and knew within himself that he was no match for him.

White tentacles extended outward from the wounds on Gan Ning's arms. These soft tentacles were actually tougher than the mouthparts of a queen ant, and they directly pierced through its mouthparts, writhing as if sucking out the nutrients within.

The elemental energies of nature were also contained within them, yet their potency far surpassed that of Luo Lei and the others. Magical beasts were creatures of nature itself, inherently closer to the elements.

The Second Prince, Long Yue, laughed aloud—his smile so brilliant and bright. He knew very well that if the Xuanming Palace had truly intended to make a move, they wouldn't have wasted so many words. The Xuanming Palace had always been domineering and decisive in its actions; they would never allow an enemy to run amok right before their eyes.

Compared to the battle of three years ago, both the second prince and these talented youths of the Dragon Realm fell far too short.

By the time Yu Kexin hung up the phone, Ye Chenmeng's phone started ringing incessantly as if turbocharged.

Yu Kexin: "I detest smooth-talking men the most. But Xin Zihan is an exception, because that supreme piece of trash, Director Xin, made me realize that love isn't just sweet whispers under the moon, but also the stumbling, bumpy journey of everyday life."

Ye Chenmeng had also given it thought. Although she didn't want her children's future lives to be constantly exposed to the media and public scrutiny, she wished even less for Roubao and Zhibao to be burdened with the title of illegitimate children someday. Therefore, regarding this proposal from Lan Licheng, she nodded in agreement.

Adrian was well aware that since Li Mu could even toppled Tweed, ruining Adrian would be a breeze. Li Mu wouldn't even need to dirty his own hands; the mere hint of such an intention from Li Mu would prompt countless people to do his bidding willingly, leaving Adrian ignorant of how he died when his time came.

"Master, wait a moment, wait a moment! I left in such a rush that I forgot to bring money. I'll have my husband pay you right away," Aimu said anxiously, then turned around and resumed pounding on the door.

The teahouse was empty. Yin Gezhi swept away all superfluous expressions, let out a light snort, took a sip from his teacup, and stood up.

Speaking of the war against Japan, it was even easier than the earlier campaign against Spain in Cuba. After all, the weaponry of the Japanese army was extremely backward, entirely no match for the regular Ryukyu army, and they couldn't even defeat the Japanese auxiliary forces.

More importantly, Lu Yu did not believe that releasing the three of them would be enough to defeat the white-haired man before him who faced everything with such nonchalance.

Wu Yue flew swiftly toward the west of the immortal realm. Mountain after mountain, plain after plain, and swamp after swamp receded beneath his feet.

During the Qi Refining stage, one could merely match ancient martial artists. As for after reaching Foundation Establishment, the superior methods of cultivators would gradually begin to manifest.

Before Grandpa Goose could finish speaking, Yang Yongxin's sound waves spread outward once more, resembling crashing waves against the shore with a magnificent momentum.

However, Mu Guanghan of Qingcheng would not allow it. In Huaxia, one had to abide by Huaxia's rules. The regulations jointly established by the eight major sects of Huaxia were no child's play; the innocent must not be slaughtered at will, and when sects and factions resolved their disputes, they should seek out the parties directly involved rather than implicating others.

At this thought, I stood up and asked the child's parents where that sesame-oil old crone was located, stating that I would go find her right now. The child's mother said she would lead the way, and with that, she anxiously rushed out the door.

Wang Jing pondered inwardly. He had only seen this uncle yesterday, and coming to find him again today meant he must harbor malicious intentions. After all, given his status, Liu Shiyu's politician father would undoubtedly look down upon him entirely.