Chapter 142: Immortal Cultivator Descends, Ten Thousand Soul Banner!

The crowd below stood utterly stupefied.

They had clearly never anticipated such words would fall from the old crone’s lips.

Yet the crone remained entirely indifferent to their shock.

She pressed on regardless: "That youth defames the cultivators so, but in this old withered sight, his pitiful strength trying to oppose them is nothing short of an ant fruitlessly shaking a towering tree!"

"Furthermore, that Scripture of Martial Arts he propagates is, in my eyes, an equally treacherous and heretical tome that defies the very laws of heaven!"

Initially, the Fire Spirit Serpent had no desire to emerge, as remaining within Li Tian’s body allowed him to grant the boy a fighting chance at critical moments, but hearing the absolute certainty in Li Mo’s voice, he manifested himself.

The Shameless One froze in bewilderment before hastily scrambling for a place to hide; Ju An’s sudden cordiality had frightened him deeply, and peering out from his refuge beneath a pair of massive antlers, he tilted his head to watch Ju An with a face full of wary suspicion.

Sun Quan’s robes were torn to shreds, his golden crown lost, and his topknot unraveled into a wild tangle of hair; frozen a deep shade of purple, he shook violently as the whistling, icy wind lashed against his face, leaving him shivering uncontrollably.

Under the frantic, murderous slaughter of the four Ba brothers, dozens of the traveling party had already perished, a thick stench of blood saturating the entire domed barrier while the corpses littering the ground struck terror into the hearts of the remaining dozen survivors.

Before the gathered crowd, right in front of the teleportation array, two colossal beasts slowly crawled forth from the depths of the earth, staring down at everyone with cold, menacing eyes.

Wang Qianqian’s words struck Feng Xiaotian dumb instantly; he had never imagined she would remember it so vividly, for it had merely been a slip of the tongue back then, yet who could have guessed her memory was so impeccable?

The delegation from Shrek Academy naturally had no inkling of what the fellow meant, but when he repeated the exact same phrase day after day, how could it fail to arouse suspicion?

However, now was not the time for such musings; its current agonizing dilemma was whether it should abandon its physical vessel and flee as a spirit.

Ye Xueyue had no playmates, so it was only natural she played happily now that one had finally arrived, a fact Ye Mo used to comfort himself, yet that bitter, sour sensation still rose unbidden in his heart.

The jade flat-peach possessed a swirling white mist that drifted according to the feng shui array embedded within it, and the white spiritual energy contained inside was a full ten times more potent than that of the double-spouted bronze kettle.

"The Sect Master Senior Brother’s reprimand is well-deserved," they replied, their voices devoid of their previous flippancy, revealing that they still held this senior brother in the highest esteem.

By entering the realm of Martial Venerable at the mere age of thirty, Yan Feiyang had shaken the nation of Hua, becoming the peerless soul of the military and looking down upon all six military regions.

If the ants ate Guoguo, he would no longer have a father, which was why he disagreed with Bai Fengwu’s suggestion to place ants in Tang Guoguo’s bed; Yuanbao only wished to teach Guoguo a lesson so he wouldn’t threaten to give him away at every turn, but he had never intended for the ants to actually consume him.

The man surnamed Han nearby let out a mocking sneer, only to be glared at by the leading elder, prompting him to hastily lower his head once more.

A low murmur of hushed whispers immediately rippled through the auction house; the bidding for this first spiritual artifact had reached a fever pitch after several rounds of intense contention and was nearing its end, so the sudden intervention of a wealthy guest from one of the five finest VIP boxes naturally drew everyone's gaze.

Category A refers to non-automatic air guns; B denotes all muzzle-loading firearms; C covers collector items where the guns exist but cannot be fired, requiring the owner to weld them completely shut; D represents semi-automatic rifles, corresponding to arms suppliers in the trade or landowners who require them.

At this moment, Boni’s strength and realm were clearly several echelons higher than those of Moss, the God of Light, Fire, and Thunder whom he had once slain; yet Moss was already a peak Martial Saint who wielded the power of lightning, making him a top-tier expert even within that rank, and a level even higher than that was something Shi Lei had never been able to fathom.