Volume One, Chapter 47: Beyond Explanation

"All right, thank you." Su Wanyue nodded with a smile, a trace of understanding in her expression.

Li Kangkai frowned, standing to the side. "You're getting bolder by the day!"

His voice was laden with anger, and his gaze flashed with a warning.

He felt that it was simply going too far for Zhang Yiming to brazenly abuse his public office for private gain.

After waiting for a full day without seeing anyone approach, Nangong Ping finally set his mind at ease. He immediately went to the breach in Soul Stone Mountain, channeling his energy to clear away the powder left by the explosion.

Moreover, this T-virus was a truly unique existence. While most items obtained at the periphery became useless once pushed deeper into the space, the enhancements granted by the T-virus could be utilized at any level within it. What this virus brought was neither a bloodline nor an ability, but a genuine evolution.

"Thank goodness I made it back in time!" At this moment, Jiang Wei even felt an urge to thank the heavens—thanking the heavens for allowing him to return to the mortal realm at such a critical juncture, and thanking the heavens for letting him rescue Lü Qing and the others just in the nick of time.

Liu Yang, a twenty-three-year-old shut-in who had achieved nothing in life, inadvertently summoned a legendary evil god.

The entire scene had been witnessed by a group of classmates walking out of the ecological park. It was only then that Feng Chao and the others realized why Zhuo Yun had completely ignored their mockery; he simply hadn't deigned to look at them at all.

Yet, nominally, he was only Qi Qi's sworn elder brother and lacked the standing to salvage anything. He couldn't very well force her to acknowledge him as an older brother, could he?

The truth was, many people knew where they had gone wrong, but even knowing their mistakes, they still chose to keep walking down that path.

"Enough, if you two keep going like this, I won't participate in these boring meetings anymore." Patriarch Tulun was angry as well. His fury stemmed not only from the mutual attacks between Xialun and Tianqin, but even more from a deep-seated fear of the future.

At that moment, the Divine Throne Arena closed, and all the pseudo-deities who had entered it were completely teleported out, bringing the Kunyuan Sect's manhunt to an inevitable halt.

Crouching down, Zhuo Yun searched the bodies of the two Japanese men and retrieved two brand-new pistols from them.

"Catherine, we're heading out. Do you want us to bring anything back for you?" Receiving Wang Shouchao's confirmation, Jason nodded and asked Catherine.

That could only prove one thing: Ding Xiujie's esper level was so low before Zhan Anxin that it was practically dust in the wind.

"Sure." Midsummer smiled. Her embroidery skills were quite decent, so embroidering a five-pointed star was a breeze for her.

A gunshot rang out, and a red wolf fell to the ground in response. The shooter was a windmill special forces soldier from the Netherlands, but the gunfire only attracted a larger pack of red wolves to close in for an attack.

Thinking that she would be visiting the Xing family in just a few days, she needed to try the outfit on quickly and spend the night altering the clothes.

Ascending the steps, she passed through a stone gate. The top of the gate was already overgrown with lush grass, dotted with wild flowers that emitted a faint fragrance.

"Stop shouting, you're so noisy." The thin man waved his hand impatiently, and a prison guard grabbed a block of wood to gag Xiao Pei's mouth.

However, she hadn't expected it to be completely unpractisable, so she ultimately decided to train her mental control instead. Now, half of Luo Feier's month was already gone; if she still couldn't find a way, she would undoubtedly have to endure another bout of inhuman torture.

Quan Yiting agreed, slipped down from her embrace, and sat obediently in the chair, her bright eyes shining as she waited for her praise.

Seeing that she had caused trouble, Gu Liangsheng hurriedly fetched a pair of slippers and placed them by her feet for her to put on.

She is very beautiful, and I trust the Princess can see that as well, but compared to me in my childhood, she still falls far too short.

Ye Feng turned around, his pupils contracting. The blade light he had previously hurled out had already reached the hundreds of cultivators in the early and middle stages of the Tribulation Crossing Realm.