Chapter 156: Repairing the Plank Pathways Openly, Marching Through Chencang Secretly!

Seeing Su Ruobing hesitate.

Even across the phone line, Li Changan could sense the knot she was tied in at this very moment.

Su Ruobing had always left Li Changan with the impression of an aloof, ethereal goddess; even with a magnifying glass, one would hard-pressed to find the slightest flaw upon her.

Yet now, because of the matter regarding the shares, her words had become somewhat incoherent.

One could easily imagine the tumultuous storm of emotions raging within her heart.

Li Changan

This was the very capital Jiang Yu held to negotiate with General Zhang, rendering him utterly fearless of rejection regarding his terms. Should this method be fully mastered, China's secular martial artists would universally awaken. General Zhang understood the implications of this far better than anyone else.

Within the grand hall of the Everlasting Divine Dynasty's temporary stronghold in Shenzhou City, Wan Shi Tian was beside himself with rage and suffocated by vexation; having been slain twice by Ye Fei, not only had his level dropped by two, but he had also lost two pieces of star-grade equipment—a truly disastrous loss.

Lin Ze’s eyes grew deep and dark as he stared intently at Su Chenxue, remaining silent for a long time; he observed her meticulously, and though her features were identical to before, he could not shake the feeling that something about her had changed.

The Dao arena was vast and boundless, stretching for dozens of miles, at the core of which stood a sky-propping cauldron that seemed to pierce the clouds, having weathered countless ages upon this sacred ground.

The Kunlun Blessed Land had existed for a time far more ancient than Jiang Yu had anticipated; unfortunately, having been passed down to this day, not even one-tenth of its legacy remained.

Thus, a greater number of Qi cultivators hoped from the very beginning to inherit the 'Dao Fruits' left behind by their predecessors; naturally, an inherited Dao Fruit could never compare to one condensed by one's own strength, yet it vastly increased the chances of forming a core, condensing the soul, and even ascending to the transcendent realm.

"Uh, Chu Han, I brought you some food," Chai Zhiling said, her expression stiffening for a fraction of a second before she forced a smile.

"Open the door," Song Qingyu said softly. She had no wish to expose her true strength right from the start; it was best to feign being an ordinary mortal rather than a cultivator, so she could properly observe the true caliber of the people inside.

As for Xue'er, she sat there silently with her head bowed, her thoughts a mystery to all. She was entirely oblivious to the bizarre atmosphere permeating the room.

Regarding Gu Feifei, Ma Tianzong, and the others, Jiang Yu harbored no worries; putting aside Li Hao's cultivation at the grand completion of internal force, there was still Lin Wangtan, a master of transformed internal force, present.

The other powerhouses nodded one after another; they were no fools, and when Li Youhe had been consumed by fury just moments ago, did anyone truly believe Song Xiuzhen was actually trying to restrain him?

The Underworld cultivator elder, who had originally fled a great distance away, was grievously struck down in an instant, collapsing to the earth, his breath entirely extinguished.

Yin Weixian was exceptionally intelligent and could naturally discern that Tang Feng and this mysterious Ruan Linqing had matters to discuss in private.

Those few rough men were left with a lingering trace of displeasure; quite clearly, they were easily provoked, and it seemed as though in the very next second, he was prepared to turn on the air conditioning once more, as if to ask, 'Are you unhappy?' This manner of speaking felt rather like a sudden gasp for air.

Immediately afterward, the mechanical dog unit launched an attack against the American soldiers, driving them back onto the warship and locking them away within the cabins.

The Dragon Sect placed no restrictions on the most ordinary cultivation techniques; so long as one was willing, anyone could practice them.

However, it was precisely thanks to Aviva's willful caprice that Li Tiangong managed to evade the scrutiny of the Great Shaman Sosi.

Dian Wei and Prince Lanling could only flee for their lives with a sliver of health remaining, and as for Vayne's side, their condition was not particularly ideal either, forcing them to retreat.

Lin Yi arched an eyebrow and turned to look; when he discovered that it was actually the Grand Elder, he was momentarily struck with surprise, never expecting that the dignified Grand Elder would personally wait at the entrance, giving him a profound sense of being overwhelmed by such unexpected favor.

When Bai Yu returned to Yuhang, the car arrived at the house, only for him to find a multitude of people gathered inside upon entering, leaving him somewhat dazed; nevertheless, he carried his things and walked in.

Unbeknownst to him, Ximen Long, who had been pinned to the ground, actually reached out in an attempt to grab Wang Xuanlong’s hair, but every single one of his movements was captured clearly within the latter's gaze. With a drive of his knee, he kicked away the grasping hand, causing the paper packet in Ximen Long’s grasp to fly into the air. Seeing this, Wang Xuanlong released his grip on the man's face and deftly caught the airborne paper packet in one swift motion.