Volume One, Chapter 68: The Demon Emperor?

"Synchronization!"

At the very instant the Lady of Blood turned her gaze toward him, intricate formations began to surface over Wang Meng's body. The patterns traced along his wounds, continuously extending toward the Void Lord.

The next moment, his blood, like a slender thread, shot forth straight from his wound. Yet Wang Meng showed no sign of panic—on the contrary, a look of calm resignation appeared on his face.

She, gripping a blood-red whip tightly in her hand, was clearly filled with anxiety over the coming battle.

Fortune hides within misfortune, and misfortune leans upon fortune; though there were certainly many drawbacks, the advantages were just as clear. Yeyang's soul had become far more condensed than before. He remembered what He Fanyin had said, that his soul's growth was so extraordinary it allowed him to temporarily wield overwhelming power against those of his own level.

After all, given Jiang Xie's strength, he was bound to crush mere weaklings—what was there to watch? Besides, they still had to tend the shop, and there was little point in attending a tournament whose outcome was already known.

Shengtian stared dazedly at Lu Shanmin. "Only you would dare call him the Old Priest." "He's doing well—eats heartily, sleeps soundly. Never have I seen someone with such a broad mind, as though he could embrace the whole world."

With a dull thud, the man was sent flying, crashing headfirst into a large tree. Blood streamed from his head, and fallen leaves fluttered down all around.

A low hum sounded as Hong Sheng's gaze grew sharp; a gleaming suit of armor materialized around him, and a bright silver spear appeared in his hand, its tip shining with a chilling light that stung the eye.

The infernal realm's planar war had entered its final stage as the fallen angel Lucifer was stripped of his six wings by the Supreme God with the Great Prophecy.

Mo Tingjun grabbed Liu Yiyi's arm and raised his hand to halt those behind from advancing further.

Maple Leaf Village had a population of barely two hundred, with only a dozen or so choosing to enlist for military service.

Carmen had not the slightest intention of demanding a ransom. She simply received Wendy, making it clear that Steve would not be in any danger. The paladin in charge of hospitality then tried to send Lady Beck back home—the war was about to begin, and none of them wished to spare attention for a noblewoman from the North.

Yet in front of Zhang Liang, even these Nascent Soul immortals dared not be careless. They only turned to leave after respectfully saluting him.

Yin Feng, too, had noticed Su Lingshan, but at this moment he had no mind to appreciate her beauty. The fact that the Nine Sovereigns were determined not to grant him the secrets of alchemy unsettled him somewhat, but he still refused to give up.

"I know about this—so long as it can catch fire inside, there's no danger! You there, take a torch and walk through; if nothing happens, everyone can go in." Wen Bao gave his order.

Blacktooth was a middle-aged man with a huge scar across his face. In such chaotic times, scars meant valor—they were a man's medal of honor.

The Solar Divine Physique illuminated the world, defying the heavens as the Great Saint, shaking the entire starry sky. Boundless solar power swept across the firmament, shattering the endless cosmos.

Today, Su Ye wore a bright red hairpin, her full forehead on display. Her face was free of makeup, her skin luminous like jade, everything as usual.

This person's voice was elegant; even when discussing matters of crisis, he spoke with such leisure that one couldn't help but want to follow his words.

Upon seeing Wang Weili, everyone greeted him politely. The four were familiar with each other, but none were acquainted with Zhao Tianze, chief of the Eastern City Branch, who had not yet arrived. He had only been appointed less than a year ago, reportedly assigned temporarily by the provincial department.

At the thought of that guileless, rotund fellow, a gentle smile unconsciously softened Yin Feng's expression. He quickly composed himself and began to gaze down at the empty expanse below.

A moment ago, they had been so focused on how ghouls might blend into human society that they had completely overlooked this crucial point.