Chapter 176: The Only One in the World

Only your grandfather knows about this, and perhaps... in the near future, you will go to New York to retrieve the Ancestral Dragon Ring. Wu Changming seemed to recall something and spoke these words with an enigmatic air.

Rest assured, Royal Father, brother will definitely be safe. Yanyan will certainly rescue them.

Hearing Wei Chengming say this, the reporters knew the matter was already settled. Although filled with doubts, they hadn't made the trip in vain; at the very least, Lin Feng was the newly appointed member of the Standing Committee, and this alone was worth reporting extensively.

If they were merely worried about the contents inside, he could easily delete them entirely. Besides, even if he were perverted, he wouldn't go around showing such things to others. If Gouchen were to find out, he'd be looking to fight him to the death—he wasn't that stupid.

Liang Dong sighed, then braced his nerves. Facing the unknown, he still summoned twelve-fold concentration. Even if there were no danger, he wouldn't dare take it lightly; if he were to somehow conjure up danger where none existed, he would find himself thoroughly depressed.

Hearing this tone, Fan Mengxin was stunned for a moment before realizing why Wu Xi was acting this way.

"No, you've only proven that among creatures in nature, it's the males that look better!" Tantai Mingyue breathed like orchids, bit his earlobe, and laughed in a low voice.

As for Jimo Mingjing undergoing his transformation—he was a guy after all, and although he was exceptionally handsome, she still felt too shy to crowd around and watch.

"Why is this fish just like me?" Yuxie was burning with frustration. With a flick of her finger, Tantai Mingyue let out an "ah." Startled, the fish instantly darted into the water, sank beneath the surface, and refused to come up again.

Everyone could not help being shocked. As the alliance leader, to deal such a ruthless hand against a member of the martial arts alliance was truly chilling.

He cast out his spiritual awareness, instantly spreading it across a radius of dozens of feet around him, capturing the abnormal fluctuations and auras coming from all directions.

Yellow light surged, and a slender figure stood before him. Judging by his appearance, he looked utterly ordinary without a single striking feature, evidently having used some kind of disguise technique.

His physical sturdiness was also quite remarkable. It was unknown what kind of creature this thing was, as ordinary sword light was simply not enough to split it in two.

"Why attack me?" Ye Chen said gloomily, golden light surging all over his body, his aura piercing the nine heavens and creating an oppressive atmosphere.

"One week? Are you saying you want to paralyze the entire network of Huaxia for a full week? Do you know how massive the losses will be? I cannot bear this consequence, and none of you combined can bear it either!" The middle-aged man with black-rimmed glasses roared almost hysterically.

"They say that when a person dies, even if the body is devoid of life, their consciousness still leaves a residue. It's just that it lasts for a very short time before completely vanishing and dissolving. I suppose a deity's consciousness might linger a bit longer," Murong Yunyan said after a brief contemplation.

No one spoke. The members of the Kunlun team would naturally follow behind him without a second thought. As for cultivators from other sects, even if they harbored hesitation, the words just spoken would still be spread far and wide through the mouths of the crowd.

This was also partly Wushi Zhenren's own fault, for his resentment was too deep and intense; subconsciously, he desired the other party to kill him. This was the obsession that remained in this shell after the ancient demon of the heart devoured Wushi Zhenren's consciousness.

The ancient monument suddenly shifted its position in mid-air, landing heavily thirty meters to the rear left of the tyrant. The terrifyingly heavy monument instantly caused the ground to cave in. However, this depression actually swallowed half of an ancient monument standing over seventy meters tall—a phenomenon that was clearly abnormal.

You Jingyan simply couldn't understand. If she was unwilling, she was unwilling; there was no need to get so angry. Besides, wasn't he doing this all for her?

"Thank you for Your Majesty's concern, but I am a bit tired... and wish to rest..." Qinghong's starry eyes narrowed as she silently evaded the large hand Qin Tian'ao pressed onto her shoulder, speaking in a deep voice.

Meanwhile, the five thousand shi of grain obtained through donations from the Jiangnan Buddhist temples was also running low, making the situation increasingly critical and chaotic.

Just a single initial exchange had generated such a violent wave of air. The crowd was boiling with excitement; they never expected to witness such a breathtaking showdown right in the preliminary rounds.

Hu Mengya smiled at Na Tie, then shifted her gaze to the battle between Long Zhantian and the dwarf. At this moment, aided by the Demon-Slaying Blade, the dwarf was actually fighting Long Zhantian to a standstill. Long Zhantian, rarely encountering such a good sparring partner, held back a fatal strike, so the two of them were fighting with great enthusiasm.

However, the other party's beauty was matchless, yet it was merely a surface manifestation. Compared to the evil intent of Ksitigarbha, true power seemed completely beyond comparison.

"Good, good, good," Chen Mu said with a smile, finding a ceramic basin and pouring all the authentic Chongqing spicy hotpot base ingredients from his bag onto the table, sorting through them one by one.

Feiyi was startled awake by the groom's shout and crept out from behind the tree with a guilty conscience. This man was simply too unfriendly!

Of course, upon hearing Mo Changhe's shouts, they all turned their heads back. When they saw the more than two hundred disciples lying on the ground, they finally realized what a catastrophic mistake they had made.

He looked back and saw Yan Nanbei's persistent, fiercely glowing eyes. For a moment, he withdrew the step he had taken and continued standing beside Yan Nanbei, as if he had never moved at all.

Before Jiang Lan could reply, her communicator rang. She answered it and heard the voice of Soren coming from the other end.

"Muhan, you haven't told me yet, do you like it?" Qin Luofan continued his previous question.

The moment my gaze met his, against all odds, this man shrank back for the very first time in his life and averted his eyes elsewhere.

Chen Muhan sat on the sofa in the living room watching television, though what was playing on the screen, she had no idea at all.