Chapter 1166: This Door Is Not Sturdy at All

Bingwei and Bingwu trembled so violently at the sight of Xue Shilou that they were on the verge of tears.

Though they shared the late Deity Transformation stage with him and their combined strength allowed them to walk unchallenged beneath the Fusion stage, Xue Shilou was a sword cultivator capable of rivaling a Fusion master!

It was said he had held his own against an early Fusion cultivator, and rumors even whispered he had fought a Demon King to a standstill without sustaining a single wound!

If Xue Shilou were to unleash but a single strike of his sword, the two of them would face either certain death or catastrophic injury!

"The Walrus?!" Redel stared at the report in his hands, his eyes widening in sheer disbelief that he had actually found the trace of the British fleet across the vast North Sea, before bursting into laughter and sprinting toward the chart room with the air traffic controller and a cohort of generals.

Li Dacheng flashed the others a sign of success and smoothly made his way toward the shelf where the gravure magazines were kept, with Han Yi and the rest following close behind.

With those words, Liu Feng drew a cloth doll from his robe with his right hand, casually swung it around twice, and slapped it into his left palm.

The 'ace' Olbrison spoke of was another name for a master pilot, a title of honor born during the First World War and bestowed upon aviators who had shot down more than five enemy aircraft.

After ensuring nothing had been overlooked, Jiang Ming rose and drew his heavy sword, his gaze locking onto the Azure Dragon clone as his focus sharpened and spirit energy enveloped his entire being, state after state manifesting upon him, save for the Yin Fire Essence Flame.

As he spoke, a thought stirred in Wang Zhen's mind, and he transported the God of the Underworld into the cellular planet they had just been discussing.

"Rest assured, my lord, for I possess some mastery over the languages of these barbarians. Moreover, several among them speak the official tongue, so there is no need for concern." Huang Quan was, by all accounts, what one might call a legendary scholar.

Wu Tianshen adopted Han Yi's plan in its entirety; only a scion of his stature, topmost in the lineage of Yunzhou, possessed the sheer audacity to mobilize so many marksmen from the special forces.

Were he to join the national team and clock a nine-second finish in any international tournament, a horde of pharmaceutical and health product moguls would surely come weeping and begging to lavish him with fortunes.

In that instant, a surge of pure vindication washed over me; he had always treated me with cold disdain, and I had finally vented that long-endured humiliation.

Yet, since it was raided by the police on your own turf and you now come back to me, your motives are nothing more than two things: first, to claw back your money, and second, to save face; the money I certainly cannot give you, but face, I shall grant you half! Accept it if you will, and if you do not, then we shall fight this out to the bitter end.

As its voice fell, Yan Jicheng's heart skipped a beat and a sudden strangeness crept through his body; it was only when the Tengu raised its head again that he realized he no longer had to fear the trouble of demon spirits piercing through his lineage.

Su Yi represented the countless ordinary souls outside the great and orthodox sects; should he surrender now and become a retainer, it would deal a devastating blow to many, particularly to the endless ranks of the youth.

As for whether the others lived or died, Zhuge Qingxiu paid them no further heed; this descent was meant not only to see where the Bone Sword would find its master, but to gauge just how terrifying the foundations of the Tyrant Decision Sect truly were—not to glimpse the whole, but at least to gain a measure of peace in his heart.

"Su Yi, my journey to the Chaotic Domain this time is solely to avenge my brother! Whether you killed Bi Zun and Chen Yao or not, today shall be the day you die!" Shangguan Tianzhuo declared coldly.

"Thank you for keeping an eye on me; I lack discipline in whatever I do, and possessing so little self-control, I only truly apply myself when someone is supervising," I told him gratefully.

Closest to them stood the intermediate demon generals, while slightly further out were the low-level demon generals, followed by the high-level demon spirits; by this logic, the further the distance, the weaker the demon race became, until the outermost perimeter was still occupied by the wraiths of the lowest strength.

It was precisely because they had grasped this critical advantage that they held a greater certainty of victory in ambushing and defeating their opponent here.