Volume 1, Chapter 33: Fierce Battle

"Stay inside, all of you! Chen Jing, get in there quickly!"

Seeing the scene unfold, Ye Feng shouted toward Chen Jing, who was still trembling. Clutching his club, he dashed downward, charging to meet the pack of wolves. He felt confident because of the terrain; the rocky ledge below was narrower, and if he could block them there, they would have no chance to advance further. With his club and firearm in hand, he held a significant advantage. Once the wolves reached the higher ground, however, it would be much harder for him to fight back. He moved with great speed, eventually coming to a halt midway down, where the three wolves also stopped. They stood...

Xia Yiruo ordered her men to execute those who had set the fires, yet she felt a lingering doubt. What exactly were these hidden families trying to achieve? Was creating chaos merely a way to sabotage the matchmaking banquet?

"A misunderstanding? The people who followed us have already confessed. How could it be a misunderstanding? Stop playing the fool; we won't believe your lies," Qin Gao shouted.

The first soldier to reach the well peered inside and was immediately disappointed; the bottom was dry and cracked, clearly devoid of water for a long time.

Suddenly, Lin Churan, who had been climbing the steps, stopped abruptly. She turned around to look at Lu Yanwu, her eyes filled with suspicion.

But not long after that, the person he admired most, his lifelong goal, mentor, and friend, the Heavenly Venerate, perished at Yaochi.

The martial arts gathering was packed with people. The vast ancient city was teeming with crowds, every single one of them a martial artist. The training grounds occupied half an acre, a spacious area, yet it was now jammed with nearly ten thousand spectators, appearing extremely crowded.

Before they had even left the factory gates, Shao Yuting had already greeted seven or eight groups of people, offering vague responses to their inquiries. With his level of fame, if she continued all the way home like this, her reputation would truly be ruined.

The Zou family, with two Spirit Lake Realm experts, could be considered second only to the Ba family. If they were to turn against them, it would be a devastating blow.

Since the other party dared to come, they must be prepared. Engaging in a fight was a last resort, and he was unwilling to take such a risky move unless absolutely necessary.

He could afford to converse with these people, but that did not mean he would tolerate their unreasonable behavior here. It was truly enough—did they really think they were someone important?

Draco, walking at the back, suddenly spoke up, claiming he had seen a unicorn and a dark shadow. This caused Li Xiang’s heart to skip a beat. Could he have really encountered the Dark Lord?

Li Xiang sneered inwardly. He had refrained from exposing the shadow's identity to grant the Dark Lord a final shred of dignity, yet the Dark Lord had threatened him and even brought the Golden Griffin family into it. Who did he think he was?

Meanwhile, for the sake of fairness, the theme of the cooking competition would be decided by the Hokage, and all materials would be provided by the village.

The wind in the tunnel grew increasingly violent until a wide gap opened, and the strong airflow ejected the waiting stone spheres from the entrance. They tumbled repeatedly in the air before crashing heavily onto the ground. Gao Feng watched and clicked his tongue in secret; it was his first time witnessing such an exhilarating landing.

The surviving arm of Akainu instantly transformed into boiling, molten magma, surging with the destructive power of thunder.

If an accident occurred and another leak happened, Gao Feng would be deeply culpable. But there were no other options, and colliding with an oil tanker wasn't cost-effective; even if Oreo were smashed into a patty, the tanker would likely remain unscathed.

When Harry left the dormitory, Ron finally opened his eyes. His expression was grim, as the "Savior" seemed to be looking down on him, judging his strength as inadequate.

The members of the Yi family who rushed over to burn the corpses felt nauseated the moment they caught the foul stench.

Before he could speak, the bright, sunny sky turned black in an instant, and the twinkling stars lit up the entire night sky.

"You had better not use your purple eyes casually. They are too conspicuous and will easily attract pursuit," the clone said.

Yang Guozhong turned back toward the main hall and gazed into the distance. At this moment, the Heavenly Demon was growing taller, trekking through a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood toward the main hall of the Xingqing Palace.

"By the way, there is something I should tell you: I’ve seen your former fiancé!" Long Qing said with a smile.

July was unaware of what had happened at the Prince of Linjiang’s estate in Handu. They were busy exploring Yunshui County; after all, being close to the Cloud River, it felt quite out of place compared to Handu and Anzhou City.

"Don't talk nonsense. You saved me before, so now that you are injured, it is only natural for me to take care of you. You don't need to feel guilty; I am fine," Lin Shuihan said with a faint smile.

Yingchun’s heart was filled with urgency; she wished she could sprout wings and fly to Ping'an's side, yet she was also gripped by fear. She feared that when she saw Ping'an, she would not receive good news.

"As expected of Princess Xiaoyang; if your mother could see you like this, she would be very gratified," Mo Zhong, dressed in black, said in a deep voice behind July.

Lin Yuhao followed instructions and searched the right pocket of Lan Chixuan’s jacket, revealing a golden rose medal about 30cm in diameter to the crowd.

Chu Tianxing pushed open the door and stepped in. Upon seeing Chu Ning’s eyes, swollen as large as walnuts, he couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache.

Yet Ye Zifeng knew that although he had won these items at auction, they did not truly belong to him. He had new plans.

"Escaping Misang City is naturally not a solution! How could I not know that?" Dongfang Han said, speechless. Leaving Misang City—not to mention how difficult it would be to find a more suitable place to live.

According to Isabelle Walton’s vision, she intended to build at least one or two military fortresses in the area near Peace Harbor. However, constructing defensive facilities capable of countering artillery while providing the defenders with clear lines of fire around the fortresses was no simple task.