Chapter 58: The Old Woman with Bound Feet!

Landon and Joanna were positioned at the rear of the troops. Since they had made up their minds to act as mere spectators from the very beginning, they naturally possessed the psychological awareness required of audience members.

"Enough! Stop!" An angry shout came from the other side of the vehicle, and simultaneously, a police car leisurely drove into view.

"If you wish to possess a superhuman physique, you must experience that agonizing torment. Are you willing?" asked the Executioner of Fate.

The middle-aged man was none other than Ah Fu, the proprietor of the Haishan Teahouse. Hearing Wang Yaqiao’s familiar voice and watching Li Gui support the frail Wang Yaqiao, Ah Fu froze in place for a moment, the corners of his mouth twitching as he stammered.

It was pure gambling combined with an outburst of rage! He delivered a kick to the door. The door lock loosened slightly, and with a second kick, the doorframe shattered, sending the door flying open.

"Right, didn't we have some explosives left over? Hurry up and go plant them. I'll take charge of distracting the Glazed Giant Lizard corpse," Rovsky said.

"We didn't choose the zones designated by the academy, which is why we were randomly teleported to one of the other teleportation points established by the academy," said Lei Mingxuan.

"The last one you should recognize—it's the beast core of that mountain spider. You obtained this beast core through your own adventures, so after discussing it, we unanimously decided to give it to you. You cannot refuse." Fierce Fire forcefully shoved the three beast cores into my hands.

Earlier, they had not dared to use helicopters for the attack out of fear of the enemy's firepower, considering that they even possessed heavy-duty destructive weapons like rocket launchers.

Therefore, they requested the room closest to the ocean. As for Chu Ge and Elder Ouyang, one had already reached his critical value where ordinary spiritual energy was useless, while the other did not practice cultivation; naturally, neither of them competed with Zheng Lihong for it.

Even within the Terror Society, anyone possessing advanced transformation abilities had to be at least at the level of a hall master or higher.

Hearing the four old ghosts speaking in such a manner, the Black Impermanence wore a dark expression. He flicked his hand toward them, hurling out an iron chain that instantly bound the four old ghosts.

Spears and halberds frequently collided with one another. After several rounds, the intertwined weapons became jammed into the ground, warhorses whinnied in low tones, and both men's eyes were filled with a piercing, chilling intent to kill.

"By the way, Brook, can you eat food?" Ming Yue asked out of curiosity. However, he also voiced what everyone was thinking: You're a skeleton already, where does the food go? Won't it just leak straight through?

The dense witchcraft power within his body could faintly transform into surging spiritual energy, ready to liquefy into form at any moment and unleash formidable magical arts.

"Although I've heard of the Divine Descent martial art and its techniques for inviting deities, I've never seen anyone invite such an overpowered deity?"

The reason Zhou Zheng used the technique of sound transmission to speak with Zhao Wu was not out of fear that others might overhear, but rather because Li Yu’s voice was simply too loud. Without using sound transmission, it was genuinely difficult for anyone to hear clearly.

The Imperial Heaven Art was one of the three major cultivation techniques of the God of War Emperor, and Emperor Chu had also studied it, which was why he knew the power of this technique.

Upon being spoken to in such a manner by Chu Mo, Luo Qi and the old man in black robes simply stopped concealing their expressions altogether.

Because the Murong Clan was one of the four major clans of Fire Ridge, its foundation was terrifyingly deep, especially the unfathomable strength of the Murong Ancestor, which even caused the Prince of Great Zhou to be deeply wary.

Current Traits: Possesses ultra-strong observation skills and a certain degree of copying capabilities, enabling him to see through and replicate opponents' movements.

"Young man, your talent is indeed remarkable. However, without a guide and without time to grow, you can only resign yourself to being bullied by circumstance and buried by the endless dust!" Xiao Lingtian grew increasingly appreciative of Chu Feng, yet Chu Feng was simply too arrogant and needed a bit of tempering, so he spoke in a earnest and profound tone.

The next second, accompanied by a cold snort, the violent energy seemed to freeze, locked rigidly in place. The Ancient Sword of Absolute Immortality stood suspended in mid-air, its rampantly sweeping murderous intent suddenly unfurling to suppress the entire field.

Although Xiao Tianhao had witnessed many grand spectacles, upon hearing that he was going to meet the senior commander, he still felt somewhat nervous.

"What do you think? Do you really expect to escape from their hands?" Li Yu was extremely confident in Lexington and the others' strength, not to mention the even more formidable Shangguan Yu.

"A mid-tier empire? Mo Xi, the Third Prince of the Qinghong Empire? What is he doing here at my Heavenly Martial Sect?" Lu Jiang furrowed his brow, feeling a faint sense of unease in his heart, sensing that Mo Xi could not possibly have come to the Heavenly Martial Sect simply to sightsee out of boredom.

This was also the duo's greatest reliance, as they had originally planned to use their two guns to lead the Coiled Dragon Sect into the top ten of the Burning Desolation Stele.

From then on, the two magical words "Imperial Preceptor" had remained a taboo existence throughout this century of peace, with no one daring to mention them lightly.

Hearing Yong Wen's words, Zhang Xinghan furrowed his brow slightly. He squatted down and felt the carotid artery on Yong Wen's neck, discovering that Yong Wen's breath was already very faint, though he had not yet breathed his last.

Su Qianqian and Su Hanhan desperately wanted to go up and tear Su Ruoxue apart. If a contract like this were signed, it would inevitably lead to meeting the young master of the Shen family in the capital, and by that time, they would have completely lost their chance.

Aside from HR Director Shi Wan, the directors of all other departments had three parts of friendly ties with her. She refused to believe that she could not leverage these past relationships to make them partial to her.

He had felt it strange over the past two days why the orphanage had suddenly gained two aunties—one for cooking and one for cleaning—while the quality of their meals had also improved drastically.

In fact, from the very moment he stepped out of the private dining room, Fang Yuan's heart had been pounding wildly with a deeply ominous premonition. The tight-fitting Thai police uniforms they were currently wearing offered nowhere to conceal any other weapons aside from the handguns at their waists; all the equipment brought from the villa had been left inside the police car parked by the roadside.