Volume 1 Chapter 23: The Complex Rules of the Liars

"Damn it, what kind of horseshit logic is that?" Kong Zhiming released the brake, and the car slowly began to roll toward the exit.

Having made up his mind, Mo Yu stopped wallowing in self-pity, flew rapidly into the high sky, and began searching for the corpse of the Demon Emperor.

"Stop talking. You have a point in everything you say, but let's take your sister-in-law and her family to the apartment first, then head to the hospital!" Lin Xi truly had no desire to argue with Xiang Zuo about this; it was utterly meaningless.

As for the tenant farmers on Garrison Commander Yang's estate, once the roving bandits arrived, they tied up the estate manager and the four household guards, opening the gates to welcome the bandits in. Having long suffered under Yang's exploitation, the tenants joined the bandit ranks, fiercely demanding an assault on the county seat.

Then, Yao Yaoyao slowly explained to Wan Jiezong the "shady maneuvers" behind the war against Xia Ligong.

An expert, though lacking in physical strength, still possesses technique when wielding a blade. His first strike was intentional, but due to habit, he instinctively triggered a second thrust after pulling the blade out.

The tall man walked to the door, watched the short man disappear at the end of the corridor, and then turned to walk toward another exit.

Bu Keneng was clearly a bit surprised. He didn't even look at the phone, simply shoving it back into Yao Yaoyao's hand.

"Rest assured, the Lighthouse Project is on the verge of success; it will definitely grant you eternal youth and preserve your beauty forever!" Guan Jianhua smiled, brimming with confidence.

All the demonic beasts of the Imperial Peak had gathered at the summit to prevent anyone from ascending. One can only imagine how brutal the fighting would be for those attempting to reach the top.

That gaze doused his joy like icy water. He recalled how his hunted prey had been coveted by fellow villagers and how he had been extorted by yamen runners when selling bamboo crafts in the county seat. Although his family's circumstances had improved, new troubles had emerged. The happiness before him was like a candle in the wind, liable to be extinguished at any moment. For the sake of his family, he could never let his guard down.

Regardless, it didn't matter. In the end, Yukana had safely given birth to both children, and Sun Yuan had helped him, so Yukana wouldn't mind anything.

Looking at the three of them, Zhou Wutian knew that this was likely a group of senior students from the academy out to intimidate the newcomers, their goal being to establish authority among the freshmen.

The black hole could not swallow everything. Fang Tianmu thrust his black blade into the ground, positioning it directly beneath the black hole. The black blade "Great Annihilation" was, in essence, another "black hole," and its consumption of energy was endless and limitless. Mu Ziyun's body trembled under the flattening energy of the black hole for a full fifteen seconds before it finally stopped.

Xue Minlin felt a sense of foreboding. Within the military camp, He Xigui was ignoring orders, and Jiang Anyong was attempting to hold him hostage; at a time like this, Jiang Ming’s provocation would only make matters worse. Just as he opened his mouth to de-escalate the situation, Jiang Anyong released his bowstring, the arrow striking Jiang Ming directly in the throat. Jiang Ming fell from his horse at the sound of the string.

Chen Lin guessed that this villa was not Shi Huan's true home. Rather than a private residence, it was more of an office. The other address was likely where his home was located.

He secretly exerted force, his right eye widening, aligning the fire bead with his eye. Without his conscious control, the nodes erupted into chaotic flames, even sputtering molten lava. A scorching sensation seared Fang Tianmu's right eye; his very eye had caught fire. He hurriedly closed it, allowing the fire bead to assimilate the flames and channel them into his fire-infused body.

Shennong Yiren had only just finished speaking, and before she could make a move, Zixuan had already teleported behind her. Cold sweat broke out on Shennong Yiren’s forehead.

I sensed that the slaves inside possessed immense power, but it was being suppressed by something.

The members of the Black Bandit Group shouted in anxiety, but they could only watch helplessly as the Great Demon King was consumed by the "Han Xuzi."

The demonic energy of the ancient demon gods and the death energy of the Underworld represented the most evil, filthy, and sinful powers of their respective eras. In this age of fallen demon gods, only malevolent energy could truly activate the witchcraft recorded in the Key of Solomon.

Among the many industries of the Ferocious Dragon Society, its profitability was second to none. Naturally, the person stationed here was a ruthless character within the society.

In the vast Crystal City, which could hold tens of thousands, the fields belonging to Yan Jing consisted only of five mu of fourth-grade land, forty mu of third-grade land, and one hundred and thirty mu of second-grade land. While there was more first-grade land, it could only grow the most basic medicinal herbs, grains, or ice fruits, and was hardly worth mentioning.

Tang Yu heard Li Feng’s words and understood that if he just stepped aside, Li Feng might treat him as a friend, but only the most casual kind. If he exerted his full effort to help, the significance of their friendship would be elevated to a new level.

He had thought he would be staying with the Li family for a long time, but he never expected that human nature could be so sinister.

Upon entering, there was a long corridor from which the sounds of gunfire and the roars of apes echoed intermittently. The roars were so loud they made one's heart tremble.

As the Hand of the Demon God descended, the massive meteorite peeled away only a negligible fragment. Seeing this, Kratos transformed into the Body of the Evil God, instantly erupting with power that neared that of a true god.

Su Huiyan had arrived early. The waiter led Fang Chen to the dining table. Inside the curtained private booth, the lighting was dim and somewhat intimate, with candlelight flickering on the table. Su Huiyan sat there quietly, looking somewhat hesitant.

The nine blood shadows of Blood Soul were shattered simultaneously, and Blood Soul himself plummeted straight down from the high sky, his face devoid of its usual cold ruthlessness, appearing utterly shocked.

"Li Feng, are you ready?" Wang Jingjing, still somewhat shaken, asked Li Feng with a mix of doubt and trepidation.

"This thing was originally placed in a wall niche, pressed under a bundle of bamboo slips," Zhuge Chanjuan said, pointing to one of the stone niches.

Liuyun fell silent. He could already feel a power from the void pulling at him. Was it the power of fate? It felt so ethereal, so unreal.

"Since you are determined to die, we have no choice but to grant your wish. Everyone, bring out your strongest strike. We may only have this one chance!" The Wine Emperor’s expression was exceptionally focused, his clouded eyes flashing with clarity.