110 A Meteoric Rise

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He could clearly sense that the Cross-Boundary Demon King before him had reached the peak of the Innate Realm, merely half a step away from becoming a Martial Ancestor.

If he did not resort to secret techniques, he feared he would be unable to subdue his opponent.

"Does this Cross-Boundary Demon King truly possess such formidable power?"

"Were you concealing your strength just now?" Bai Zongnan asked, a slight curl to his lips as he projected a divine thought, hoping to pry into the demon king's secrets.

The intelligence of the Cross-Boundary Demon King.

It was a severe compound fracture. Although it looked gruesome and was causing the patient immense physical and mental agony, it was not life-threatening. However, upon observing the patient's complexion and state of consciousness, Liu Ya's heart sank with a sense of foreboding.

The three of them had not been without anticipation that they might encounter guards and resistance; the Dragon King City, lost for a millennium, would inevitably have defensive measures against intruders, even if it had crumbled into ruins.

Before Xia Zhengyi closed the safe, Yuan Sen caught a glimpse inside, but the result left him disappointed. The safe was empty; other than the painting, there was nothing.

"It is time for us to go. The taboo has awakened, and we must suppress it." On the Great Wall, Hua Mulan gazed toward the Land of Molten Lava, where darkness had already descended and a giant dragon coiled across the sky.

After placing the note on the handle, Yuan Sen returned to the dormitory assigned to him by Luo Chuan. He immediately began to chop vegetables and ribs, and just as he had finished his preparations, a knock sounded at the door.

"I have some business with him." Zhao Yan felt there was no point in entangling with the security guard and continued to walk inside.

The voice grew weaker and weaker until the entire body of the Blazing Crimson Mastiff dissolved into starlight and vanished into the heavens.

Even if his soul power level was only at the first rank, it was immeasurable; soul power was far more versatile than a cultivator's divine sense.

After being pummeled by a few blows, Ling Wangsun touched his nose, only to find it covered in blood. Terrified, he sat down at the base of the wall and began to weep.

After leaving the martial arts academy, Lin Xu and Yue Xianyun's two bodyguards sat in a lounge at the end of the corridor to wait. Once Yue Xianyun had finished changing out of her training gear in the locker room and returned, the four of them headed downstairs together.

"I am perfectly fine, now get out!" Lin Xu suddenly straightened up from his reclining position against the headboard, pointing toward the door and barking at Guan Luoyu. However, the sudden movement made him dizzy, and his body swayed uncontrollably.

Before long, Huaisu walked over, following behind Xingde. One look at the ink stains on his hands and body was enough to tell what he had been doing.

One should try to hide their flaws as much as possible and present only their best side, even to the lover they hold most dear.

Li Guo'er, meanwhile, ate while telling Li Hua'er about the fresh gossip from the village that day.

But when her body was tightly held in Bai Qihong's embrace, she finally believed it.

A famous example is the Seven-Star Lamp ritual performed by Zhuge Liang at Wuzhang Plains to extend his life. As it turned out, Wei Yan stepped on it with a crunch, shattering it. The ritual failed, and he died on the spot.

Qingyang and the others turned around at these words. They saw a man in white with sharp, defined features and golden pupils standing with his arms crossed. A transcendent aura emanated from between his brows, sharp and peerless.

As long as she could draw Qi into her body, she would successfully enter the Mingjin stage. But Ming Cong not only suppressed her from doing so, he also held back Qu Ying, preventing her from drawing in Qi.

For the moment, he could not say anything in front of others, so he could only glare at Du Sheng and frantically wink at Li Guo'er, as if promising to find her later.

However, his brother, Gekayi, had eventually succeeded in climbing to the position of fleet commander, fulfilling their shared wish. This left Vitaly both gratified and somewhat bitter; he often wondered if, had it not been for that damn stray bullet, the one who became fleet commander would have been him.