Chapter 203: Sudden Situation!

The giant wolf Swira, guardian deity of the Nine Tower Mountain Tribe, had accompanied the Sun Tribe in its conquests across the lands for years, and could well be considered a creature of wide experience.

Yet to witness a scene like the one before him now with the Fusang Tribe—a horde of mere humans, utterly devoid of the power of incense and devotion, rushing forward to resist and challenge a guardian deity—was truly a first.

No, strictly speaking, it seemed it was not the absolute first time.

Decades ago, it was rumored that a human commander had appeared on the Central Plains battlefield, capable of using his mortal flesh to—

"Slap!" A heavy blow struck Zhang Dongjin squarely across the face, leaving everyone seated in the room utterly dumbfounded.

"Are you referring to that demonic aura we encountered when you and I crossed paths before?" I asked tentatively.

Shaken awake, I instinctively glanced toward the bed, only to discover that Lin Mochen was already gone.

Doubts began to brew within my mind; observing the triumphant glints in their eyes, it truly seemed as though this had been orchestrated well in advance.

Huo Jinshen merely rolled over, turning his back to her, and hooking the blanket with his long legs, he drifted right back to sleep, leaving Yan Xi staring in dumbfounded astonishment.

In this round, Gu Zhuying was the first to take the field; the steed beneath her neighed, and in the blink of an eye, she had already loosed several arrows, winning a burst of applause. Upon dismounting, her beautiful eyes darted a sidelong glance at Yu Tianqing, a hint of playful amusement creeping into her gaze.

Zhou Zhou naturally would not, and she too expressed that she would never look down on him; however, this did little to change anything.

In the air drifted music that invited relaxation, and upon the dining table sat the restaurant's mascot—a rhinoceros, fashioned into a lamp. The lighting in the establishment was on the dimmer side, and the curved horn emitted a faint, ghostly glow, which instead painted the atmosphere with romance.

Formaldehyde exceeding safety limits, heavy metals exceeding safety limits, and the noise levels of children's toys exceeding safety limits—yes, even noise pollution.

For the title of the supreme ace of aerial combat belonged to Dragon Lord; as long as he drew breath, the king of the skies over the Cathayan battlefield would forever be him.

Such a method would naturally not entrap the Phoenix Force for long, let alone inflict any real harm upon it, yet Sean simply wished to cause a bit of trouble for the entity; even if it was a mere itch, provoking it into a furious frenzy would suffice.

The opponent's spiritual power exceeded his own by more than twofold; with his spiritual sense rendered useless, he could only rely on his sense of hearing.

An unknown stretch of time slipped by, and the figure seated upon the stone steps seemed to feel the creeping chill, pulling their knees even tighter against their chest, yet showing absolutely no intention of leaving.

Amidst the sky-filling shards of the shattered ice wall, Wei Jing'er had already lunged forward, her long sword bared. The blue flames dancing along the blade instantly dissolved the flurry of ice shards into a cloud of mist.

Yang Tao gave the old man no opportunity to speak, directly pressing his hand downward once more.

It was a mere primordial soul; if he feared even this, then in the future, upon catching sight of Yang Tao, he might as well just turn and flee a hundred paces away.

Though Han Bing's countenance bore an air of magnanimity and carefree ease, his heart secretly stirred with shame. The poisoning was real, but the ploy to lure the enemy was equally true; to some extent, he had still deceived these friends who treated him with absolute sincerity.

"Why waste words on him? Strike directly and finish him off, lest delays bring unexpected trouble!" The man in black barked as he prepared to make his move against Lin Huan.

This was the riddle that puzzled Chu Yi: if they did not come, how then was Wang Zhuo supposed to convey the message to them?

Furthermore, even if the Ruyi System were to bestow the most formidable Haki skill, without a powerful physical constitution as a foundation, he would ultimately find his ability falling short of his desires, unable to unleash the true power the skill inherently possessed.

Song Ximei seated herself before the dressing table and commanded her maidservant to restyle her hair into the drifting cloud bun that was currently all the rage, pinning into it the most precious golden step-shake from her dowry, along with a pair of golden hairpins.

Xu Zhengchun leaned against the balcony, turning his gaze toward me; the way he spoke to his own mother—why did it sound so much like he was issuing commands to her?

Dong Guohua was an entity whose wealth could rival nations, wielding immense influence within the business world; no matter how domineering the Song family might be, it was impossible for them to delay a man from seeking medical treatment.