Chapter 1173: Ancient Realm of Killing Intent

"How could he be dead?" Xue Shitou wondered aloud, utterly perplexed. The Carefree Wanderer was renowned throughout the Far North for his footwork; his Carefree Stride was peerless and unpredictable, a technique of ghosts and gods. Defeating him was nigh impossible; slaying him was a feat far more daunting.

He himself had not yet divined the supreme swordplay from his rake techniques, so how had the Carefree Wanderer come to perish right at his doorstep?

With the Carefree Wanderer's demise, the mantle of the foremost figure in the Soul Transformation stage within the Far North had fallen squarely upon his own shoulders.

The second trial had been passed in a manner baffling beyond measure.

"I haven't the faintest idea."

Qin Ang, who reigned supreme in the highly lucrative bar industry, was indeed a man who could wander through a thousand blossoms without a single leaf clinging to his clothes.

An Yi let out a helpless sigh, clearly averse to disrupting the tranquil lives of the demons from the stance of an invader.

"Humph, a counterfeit meeting the true hero—the difference is plain as day," Ruan Yifeng said, deliberately mocking Dai Rao.

Perhaps because she had tossed and turned for so long, she drifted into a hazy slumber, despite the icy chill of the bedding.

Count Mo Ling had intended to kill him today; though he had dodged just in time, leaving the wound relatively minor.

Had Liu Xia not been the person involved, she too would have considered everyone present at the time to be the prime suspects.

During the two years Mu Qing spent living in this village, food was merely a matter of sustenance to stave off hunger; as for whether it tasted good, he possessed no such concept whatsoever.

"Qingge, aren't you participating in this year's National Innovation Competition in Food Science and Engineering? I heard Jing Xixi has signed up as well," Wen Ruyi said.

Jing Qingge stood in her T-shirt, jeans, and casual shoes, her hair tied into a high ponytail that exuded youth and vitality, yet she stared at him blankly, the dark circles under her eyes betraying a severe lack of sleep.

Xi Tianhai was somewhat astonished by the other party's momentum, never expecting that this fellow, Lin Yi, would summon an entire gang all at once, which truly left him beside himself with shock.

Ye Qingquan gazed at her with a mischievous smirk, his eyes fixed on that charming, lovely face as he leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Since no water is coming out, why don't I just keep chatting with you a bit longer?"

No one understood why the Nightmare had chosen such an obscure planet, or why it chose to invade at this particular moment; could it truly be, as he claimed, "to celebrate Liu Tongtian's formal induction into the Virtual God Realm"?

The moment Fang Yichen stepped into the room, he felt a colossal wave of energy surging directly toward him.

"I understand, old classmate. I'll leave everything in Beijing in your hands, and my entire future depends on you. If you can help me secure a turnaround, I will surely reward you handsomely," Zhang Jinchi said.

Liu Weicheng and Zhang Wei were actually still in the dark about Ye Qingquan's true identity; though doubts lingered in their hearts, Duan Jun and Zhang Weibing had not introduced him, so they naturally couldn't pry blindly at this moment, leaving them no choice but to keep their heads down and play dumb.

The Director had never traded blows with the Emperor of the Firmament, but he was likewise a supreme powerhouse; even in his prime, the Emperor of the Firmament would not have dared claim absolute victory over the Director, let alone now.

Han Min was actually a bit muddled at this point. In her mind, since Ye Qingquan had lost both parents during his school days and lived with his grandparents, his family circumstances ought to have been very poor. Yet the scene that had just unfolded before her eyes completely shattered the image of Ye Qingquan she had previously held.

Beneath the sea, thunder rumbled as all the currents converged frantically upon the long spear, creating a terrifying, strangling force. Augmented by the Chaos Domain, the four disciples of the Ghost King Sect perished in an instant, their bodies torn into segments as blood diffused through the ocean waters.

"May I have a little bit too?" Yuyuko slowly raised her hand. One had to understand that the Hakugyokurou was currently very crowded, and many souls, with nowhere else to go, were wandering aimlessly about the estate.

She was already the Hokage, and duty demanded that she govern accordingly; there were words others could afford to say, but she absolutely could not.

Exerting every ounce of his remaining strength, he rolled over and strained to open his eyes, only to find the anxious faces of Constable Wang and Ximen Yuan before him.