Chapter 1234: Snatching Things in Front of Our Heavenly Court Cult?

"As expected, it is indeed the embryonic form of the Reincarnation Dao Fruit!" The sudden figure confirmed Lu Yang’s suspicion.

The situation of the Nine Nether Sect was somewhat similar to that of the Immortal Sect, both having utilized the power of faith to condense the embryonic form of a Dao Fruit.

The difference lay in the fact that the Immortal Sect worshipped the "Immortal Celestial," a nonexistent figure, so they not only condensed the embryonic form of the Immortal Dao Fruit through the power of faith, but also brought forth the Fourth Master.

Whereas the Nine Nether Sect simply believed in reincarnation, and thus only condensed

Within the Jiang Family Manor, exotic flowers and rare herbs were planted everywhere; Yun Yifeng strolled around the grounds, yet his heart still favored the Misty Moon Crepe above all else.

Yuan Zeci was indeed nervous; she looked at Shen Che, unsure of what she was even hoping for, or what words she expected him to utter.

Lu Moqing's voice grew a fraction huskier as his body, hovering above her, slowly pressed a few inches lower.

"How am I supposed to explain this to you so it makes sense?" Lin Nan felt that the more he tried to explain, the more tangled it became.

"Otherwise, how do you think he attained his current level of cultivation at such an age, when he has not weathered the battlefield for as long as Mu Zi has?" Elder Hu said, shaking his head.

It was already half past midnight; he had waited on the road for a full ten minutes or more before a single car finally approached.

Having succeeded in their initial strike, Li Hui and Li Ao saw Soul Eater and Dragon Slayer retreating; without a moment's pause, they began unleashing a continuous torrent of spiritual sword qi, slashing toward their two adversaries.

To her surprise, Huang Yan's muttered words were overheard clearly by Tang Tang, who decisively delivered a critical blow to Huang Yan's head.

Li Jun let out a sharp cry, her legs trembling violently as she sought to flee, but her limbs refused to cooperate; her knees buckled, her foot slipped, and she fell backward.

Yet, as the demonic venom within her body diminished, to the point where she could slowly purify the remaining residue with her own strength without relying on the Sky Poison Pearl, she felt no joy; instead, what weighed heaviest upon her was a strange, inexplicable sense of emptiness.

Hearing Qiu Zhichong's words, Huo Ting and Jiang Simiao also felt that such an outcome was ultimately unavoidable.

It was a descendant of the Horse King of Mount Jishi; compared to that place, Liu Fan hoped it would run free in the north where pasture was abundant, galloping between the Great Xianbei Mountains and the vast desert sea.

It’s just that Sun Ying might be a bit difficult to persuade. You know how stubborn she can be, but it doesn't matter; doesn't she still have a younger brother? If Aunt uses her brother as leverage, she will surely agree.

"In the West Cow-Gift Continent, there is a Bowl Mountain and a Moon-Wave Cave, which was the abode of Kui Mulang of the Twenty-Eight Constellations before he attained the Dao. Go to that cave to find him, convey my decree, and command him to intercept and kill the Tang Monk on his journey, without fail.

However, it was estimated that if he really uttered those words, the old couple, Li Tiezhu and Liu Guihua, would probably burst out laughing, and even Li Tiezhu would find himself outmatched by Li Erlong's sheer narcissism.

One had to understand that she was merely tipsy right now, not truly drunk, meaning her mind remained quite lucid; in other words, she knew the weight of Li Erlong's promise, so how could she not be moved?

The teachers in the academy all kept their heads down, whispering among themselves; none of them could have imagined that such a decision would be made in the moments to follow.

"My boy, go out and receive him yourself." Chen Fan smiled slightly, then lowered his voice to whisper a few more instructions.

Sun Qian cast an inadvertent glance into the military tent, where he could faintly discern several bound figures, guessing that Old Man Hua ought to be among them. Thinking of Old Man Hua, Sun Qian could not help but think of Emperor Mu, wondering if he, having escaped from the last tomb raid, would appear once more?

And though this Ancient Desolate North Region ranked thirty-third among the Nine Great Immortal Domains, it still held numerous inheritances, fortunes, and phenomena left behind by the Three Thousand Grand Paths; among them, the phenomenon of the Soaring Hidden Dragon was one of the most renowned in the region.

She could not help but harbor a greater sense of responsibility, keeping it all close to her; it was not so easy to make such a sudden leap all at once, so she could only do her best to maintain a peculiar smile, looking at the other party with a touch of concern, showing a hint of a smile.