Chapter 58: The Six-Clashing Supreme Tile Can Substitute for Any Single Tile

Fearing that Li Hu might be encumbered or hindered by the bandits while holding the child, Cui Shengyuan quickly stepped forward to take the infant in his arms, leaving Li Hu unburdened to clear the path ahead.

In his view, an ideal passage width would be around twenty meters, comparable to the main corridor. Even if the storm had ample room to maneuver once the passage widened, the Reaper was confident in ensuring that his target could not escape his grasp.

That was the "Enlightenment Stone," capable of allowing her to reclaim her natal magical artifact, and the very foundation and source of power and order within the deathly realm. However, truly obtaining it meant facing the towering, insurmountable mountain that stood before her—the Skeleton Monarch.

Bingmeng glanced twice at Du Ziping, sensing that his aura was not only more formidable, but also carried a deeper, more obscure, and fiercely murderous intent. With her shallow cultivation, she could discern nothing further.

Unit 4 was seen once again concealing itself behind a civilian spaceship, behaving in a manner indistinguishable from every previous occasion.

Consequently, this batch of reserve pilots, formerly mobile suit drivers in the space force, had operated almost exclusively in the near-absolute vacuum of outer space. With neither gravity nor atmospheric resistance, space exerted no hindrance whatsoever on the mobile suits, affording them an exceptionally high degree of freedom.

After joining NO, the Ninth Fleet had not been particularly fortunate. During an escort mission last year, they lost an ace pilot, leaving behind a tangled web of loose ends that remained unresolved to this day, still owing the Commander-in-Chief a reasonable explanation.

"Since that is the case, even if I were to ask you anything now, you surely wouldn't answer anyway, so there is no need for me to show mercy. Tremor." Shouting this, Chen Wei leaped toward the newcomer and hurled a punch straight down at him.

With a crisp slice, the multicolored ring was severed in half. Wen Ruqing hurriedly flew off to the side as the sword light grazed her shoulder, ripping her garment with a sharp tear and revealing her porcelain-white shoulder. While her colorful sleeves were spiritual artifacts, her dress was thoroughly ordinary.

Song Can thought for a moment and, deciding not to avoid it, answered the call directly with a respectful tone, saying, "Hello." It was an unfamiliar number, and she had no way of knowing whose it was.

An extremely cold current, seemingly originating from the abyss, howled outward, and the bone-chilling white frost instantly transformed into a razor-sharp pillar of ice.

These children were truly adept at flattery! Even flattering their older sister to such a sickening degree. It was simply unimaginable.

"Perhaps you are the reincarnation candidate of the Pancang Living Buddha, and coupled with your high innate talent, you feel that living for decades might be memories of your past life, or even the memories of the Pancang Living Buddha himself!" I looked at Gesang and said, having no desire to debunk all of this right now.

Of course, what they were even less aware of was that Zhang Tiegen was personally attending that banquet solely to deal with Hao Hong himself; otherwise, he would not have cared about such a matter in the slightest.

"Father." Han Xilu's tear-blurred vision caught only a figure rushing hurriedly toward her.

"Let me ask you, are your Hao Xin's life and your old man's cursing life combined really only worth a measly hundred thousand yuan?" Luo Dayou demanded.

Yet, facing dozens of identical, powerful figures launching fierce attacks from all directions, Chu Hen remained utterly unmoved, not even shifting his footsteps an inch.

By then, it was already too late for Zhang Ye to stop it. He could only stare blankly as a plume of white smoke billowed from the subterranean shaft, followed by a red warhead propelled skyward by a rocket launcher.

"Alright! Ying'er, stop making a fuss! Otherwise, you'll tear this kitchen apart." Finally, annoyed, Zhang Ye told Ying'er to pipe down.

"Hmph!" Blood Butcher let out a cold grunt without speaking, but the expression on his face had long since tacitly admitted to everything.

Therefore, he was exceptionally worried about Su Ying. If anything more were to happen to Su Binghuai here, he truly doubted whether Su Ying would be able to hold on.

Luo Jinshi nestled coaxingly in Ji Shangnan's embrace. Such a tender picture and picturesque scene were truly intoxicating.

Jiang Chen and Piaomiao were utterly stunned. A single magical beast could be traded for hundreds of empires—wasn't that far beyond imagination?

I pondered slightly. As everyone practiced leveling up, skills, and teamwork, they clearly needed greater pressure. Well, I wouldn't worry about it then; I'd just look around for any freakish entities and lure them all over here.

Choosing wall tiles, bathroom fixtures, kitchen cabinets, flooring... After a full month and a half of busy work, the house under Wu Haoming's name was finally fully renovated and freshly completed.

Bai Xue's heart grew warm at this thought. His return journey was not slow; skilled in the lightness kung fu of a mid-realm expert, Bai Xue was hardly inferior, especially pressing forward at full speed.

He walked closer step by step, his expression so detached as though whatever was happening had nothing to do with him, watching it all with cold eyes.

His eyes were filled with an intense, biting chill. He had never expected that after three years together, she could be so unhesitatingly detached.