Skip to chapter content
Chapter 1

Chapter 1

817 words4 minutes read

After the Naraka Path repaired the rest of the Six Paths of Pain, Pain Tendo cast a complicated look at Uchiha Douran and Kakashi, who had arrived after the battle subsided, before using a summoning technique to leave the scene.
"Just letting them go like that?" Kakashi asked with some puzzlement.
"The battlefield on the side of Takigakure still needs them. Without their help to deal with the elites of Iwagakure, the front at Takigakure would probably collapse within a few days," Uchiha Douran said.
At the same time, he saw a white light struggle free from its vessel, flying straight ahead into the distance with eager anticipation, valiant and heroic.
As for what the final outcome would be, Liao Fan was not worried. Democracy was a choice given to them; if it was for the sake of the common people, he would rather choose to be a bit autocratic.
Li Tianyou took the jade pendant. The jade quality was quite superior. He turned it over and looked, and two characters written on the back of the jade pendant made him gasp sharply.
Demos sneered maliciously, hoisted Calarete onto his shoulder, and walked away amid her endless stream of curses and scolding.
The battle between the two also caught the attention of other cultivators in the venue, but everyone chose to look on coldly, with no one intending to step forward and mediate.
A brilliant expanse of lights stung Calarete's eyes. All the magnificent Western-style furniture and ornaments in the hall emitted a hazy golden glow, exceptionally exquisite and peerless.
Ah Qing suddenly opened her eyes, and as if dancing, she made a gesture of gathering her sleeves and striking a slash. Meanwhile, the faint and shifting Phase Hunter floating behind her also manifested part of its physical form at this moment.
Gan Shang was unwilling to accept this. They had already made it this way, yet he hadn't expected it to all fall through at the hurdle. Right now, in order to save his own life and the lives of his team, he had no choice but to throw out his beast soul.
However, where would Liao Fan get any money? All his worldly possessions wouldn't even be enough between the teeth of people like them, and saving a cent or two wouldn't be enough anyway.
Suppressing the restlessness in his heart, Zhang Ming gave the other person a "thumbs up", reposted it directly to his Weibo, and then opened Su Zimo's Weibo again. Just as he wanted to share the joy in his heart, he saw that the comments under the latest post had completely exploded with dense, packed characters.
The moment the sword arena formed, the winds and clouds instantly surged in the sky, and snowflakes materialized out of thin air.
The two sides had not yet entered a state of large-scale engagement; after all, the Immortal Opportunity had not yet appeared. Once it appeared, the war would begin.
"In that case, we should celebrate even more," Zheng Xueping said with a flushed face as he picked up the wine bottle. This time, ignoring Li Xuemei's obstruction, he insistently poured a glass for Zheng Ji.
The master of Penglai stared fixedly at Yan Luoniang, or perhaps one could say he stared fixedly at the Guanghan Sword strapped to Yan Luoniang's back. His heart was a whirlpool of mixed emotions, and it was only at this moment that he truly understood the profound mysteries of the Guanghan Sword.
Songqing the mountain monkey didn't care at all. Instead, he stroked his prayer beads, his expression full of complacency, the meaning he wanted to convey self-evident.
In an instant, streams of sword qi came shooting over in a overwhelming torrent. If Chu Tianyu failed to block them, he would surely be riddled with holes.
Long Tianwei's footsteps came to an abrupt halt in an instant, and he turned around to look at the Slayer Emperor, who had been trailing behind him eating his dust. As he expected, Long Tianwei did not charge directly at him, but stopped ten meters away, gazing at him with cold eyes.
"Zimo, is there something urgent?" Zhang Yu hurriedly blinked at Su Zimo and said in a hurried tone.
People's hearts are separated by flesh, and the thoughts of outsiders are actually impossible to see through forever. What they are thinking is sometimes unclear even to themselves, let alone to others. Su He had never possessed the confidence to change that.
As for Han Li, he obviously had no interest in Dong Xuan'er either, so he simply let the latter cling to Lin Luo without showing the slightest trace of anger.
Some of the commoners gazed up at those colossal beasts, worrying that the beasts might fall down at any moment, and hurriedly turned to run inside their rooms. Then, pressing close to the windows, they stared out with all their might.

Chapter comments

0
Sign in Sign in to leave a comment.
Loading comments…