Volume 1, Chapter 28: Memories of the Past

Although the force generated by the interaction of Yin and Yang was not immense, the fusion of the two energies birthed a gray force of destruction.

The Five Elements Mountain, with its five fingers embodying the powers of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, transformed into a divine peak that remained tightly bound; no matter how high you might flip the heavens, you would still be thoroughly suppressed.

"It’s alright. The Hundred-Faced Asura cannot be killed so easily. Just wait until you are stronger, and then you can go for revenge," Li Mu consoled.

In the collapsed laboratory, the Eternal Bottle floated in mid-air, a pale purple ray of light connecting the Heart of the Plane to the bottle. The excited face of the bottle spirit flickered in and out of view. To Lance, however, the scene was truly eerie, as bottle spirits typically lack physical form or appearance and thus usually manifest using Lance's own image.

It was not just Mu Zhenghuan; other second-generation descendants of the Mu family were also left with gashes from the crystalline peach blossom petals. For these descendants, such wounds that refused to heal were undoubtedly a significant blow.

"Chu Yun, that's enough! You'll get a stye in your eye!" Li Mu hurriedly stopped Chu Yun’s final movement. At this moment, the man on the scene was left with only his underwear.

"That's right, they are correct. They aren't children anymore. Shaw has his army, and we must have ours," Erik said, walking over with a pale complexion.

"This is... it really works!" Li Mu was overjoyed. Immersed in the delicious food, he hadn't noticed the changes in his Gourmet Cells, but now, the power of the Gourmet Cells was feeding back into his physical body.

"That means he can sense my existence the moment I appear." Thinking of this possibility, Caesar’s expression shifted slightly.

At that moment, the heavens and the earth seemed to tremble violently in unease. A mighty thunderous aura filled the sky, and with a series of intense fluctuations, the final layer of the Immortal Seal shattered before Su Yang, responding to the lightning.

With mountain forests obscuring his view, Yang Ye walked a few steps to the side to find a more open vantage point. Looking upward, he saw that the river valley was dominated by a towering stone cliff, vertical to the sky, rising a thousand fathoms high.

If nothing else, being criticized like that in front of so many hall masters was something he simply could not swallow.

The burly man was tall with dark skin, wearing worn-out cyan cloth garments. He had triangular eyes and a cold, stern expression.

The two slept together that night. It wasn't because there was nowhere else to stay—don't joke, with a place as large as the Star Moon Palace, would they be short of a bed? They were just good brothers, and it was perfectly normal to occasionally share a quilt, brag, and talk nonsense.

"It's me," Chen Chen’s cold voice came through. "Why is no one answering her phone? Has she gone out? What’s going on? Why is it so noisy at home?"

Monk Fadu clenched his hands into fists and flung them to both sides, producing two dull thuds. Under his feet, he executed the strange Arhat Steps, his hands moving in the Dragon and Tiger Fist style. As the LeBlanc-like figure rushed up, she saw that the monk had left behind afterimages. Even more bizarrely, although the monk’s punches were slow, she found herself completely unable to catch his attacks.

In the history of Chinese porcelain, the Song Dynasty is an extremely important milestone because the official kiln system was established in the late Northern Song. The "secret color" porcelain of the Yue kiln from the Tang Dynasty, along with the previously mentioned "Ying" mark of the Xing kiln, can actually be considered the precursors to official kilns.

Originally, this was Shangguan Yu’s private matter, but it also concerned the Ghost Eye Sect. Important information must not be hidden between these successors, as they would eventually need to work together in unity.

"Of course it's true. I can’t say I can turn your burger into a world-famous brand, but making it famous across China is definitely possible," Du Xiaotian said earnestly.

Upon hearing this, Yang Yue’er’s face turned pale instantly. She looked up at him, stunned and filled with disbelief.

You are being unreasonable again. If they don't come out, you call them cowards; if they do come out, you call them dismissive of you. You have an answer for everything, but where in the world is there such logic? However, since his military order had been issued, everyone quickly mounted their horses. Even Li Yongfang, bruised and battered all over, followed them into the charge.

As for us, we dived deep. If we weren't there, Tang Huaizhi and his wife, no matter what was beneath the water, would never have been able to dive so deep on their own.

"You all should think carefully. Don't fall into someone's trap and then foolishly help them. This kid is no good; he..." *Puff.*

The driver was an honest man and simply parked the car on the side of the road, waiting for the two young men behind him to decide where to go.

The man was left blushing by the young doctor’s words. Although he was incredibly reluctant, human life was at stake. Just as the young doctor said, if something really happened to his wife, he would never have peace of mind again.

Yang Tian watched Mark quietly, thinking, "He’s been defeated by me; surely he won't be too depressed, right?"

"Arrogant guy, you will regret your decision today!" Anthony Walker glared at Lamar, spat out those words viciously, and turned to run.

Seeing Shuang’er’s tender, water-like expression, Li Mu was moved to tears. Even though he was usually glib, at this moment, he didn't know what to say.

Before Hui Zhengting could finish his sentence, Yue Peng had already moved with lightning speed, grabbing Hui Ling’s hand and pulling her away from Hui Zhengting, bringing her to his side.

When the warm spring water enveloped her body, it brought a sense of security she had never felt before.

Wan Yufeng’s resonant voice echoed over the sea, lingering for a long time. His words shook me to the core, and countless possibilities surfaced in my mind; his words revealed too many fantasies.

To put it plainly, the seven major sects had been infighting for too many years. Even though they had formed an alliance, they each harbored their own ulterior motives and were far from being a solid front.

Suddenly, with a series of loud "bangs," the bats slammed heavily into our cabin. The plane was jolted violently by their impacts.