Chapter 40

"The Celestial Court is established, the twilight of the gods is upon us!" And this was not the end. Qin Hengtian, having slaughtered the immortal ancestral gods, chose not to relent. The will of the Great Sovereign swept across the entire universe, manifesting as countless hands of divine destruction wreathed in the chaos of Primordial Qi. Spanning infinite time and space, they began to cull the gods of all races.

Streams of purple energy cascaded down like curtains, forming layers of barriers around the Imperial Seal. The psionic cannons hammered against them, erupting in a series of hissing sounds that dissolved much of the purple barrier. Yet, moments after each dissipation, more purple energy surged in from all directions to fill the gaps, as if whipped up by a violet hurricane.

"Ten thousand swords, strike!" Dugu Qiubai stood his ground, his internal spiritual power surging. The flowers, trees, stones, and even the dust at his feet were uprooted, shooting forth with sharp sword intent. In an instant, ten thousand swords were unleashed, a dense, sky-obscuring tide of blades enveloping Ling Donglai.

Originally, with the order from the Sovereign, the Crimson Flame Venerable, and his own status as a Sacred Embryo powerhouse, securing command over these four hundred thousand troops should have been effortless. However, the heads of the Jin and Mu families, Jin Zhanye and Mu Zhenshan, had suddenly also ascended to the rank of Sacred Embryo. Now, the situation had grown complicated.

Seeing this, Lin Chuan clearly sensed the sorrow in Tang Yumeng's heart. The pain etched upon her face stirred a sense of worry and sadness in him. He hurriedly placed his cigarette in the ashtray, walked over slowly, and gently embraced her.

By restoring factory settings or having a professional facility re-flash the software, one could erase the previous owner's information, rendering the colonization armor an ownerless object once more.

Han Feng was now seething with rage. Damn it, is there no end to this? Why are there so many thieves today?

Those who have reached the status of Martial Arts Sub-Sage or Martial Arts Sage are no longer mere mortals; they have become transcendental beings, far surpassing the common man.

Hearing this, the supervisor frowned. What was going on? Why would the Chairman and the others suddenly arrive here?

The cold blade stopped just a centimeter from his face. Had it not been for Hu Tingyu’s control, he would have been decapitated by the bandit leader long ago.

"The suggestion from the Second Young Master Tang is certainly one way to handle it. Never mind, let’s see this Crimson Flame Beast first, then we can discuss it!" At this moment, Thirteen Star had already ordered his men to push the iron cage inside.

It turned out that when Yami modified someone else's memories, she did not necessarily have to press her hand to their head; physical contact with any part of their body was sufficient.

I took out my phone and called Tang Zhihang, hoping he could help me find the root cause.

***

Elder Chang Yu had invested high hopes in many, but few lived up to them. Su Yang was someone he held in high regard, and he sincerely hoped the young man would grow up to stand on his own.

Although the three bell chimes did not occur far apart, the students, already anxious about the upcoming exam, found it difficult to sit still as the start was delayed.

The attendants in purple and white replied in unison, grabbing Ni Duoshi by his arms and lifting him up.

Since I now knew that Li Wenjing was once in my class—or rather, once in Tang Zhihang’s class—I should be able to gather more information about her by asking the instructor, right?

In his dream, he traveled to a place—the top of a mottled city wall, strewn with corpses and engulfed in the smoke of war.

Niuniu wiped her greasy mouth with both hands, then hopped around the empty lot behind her like a duck.

At the same time, they were worried for Qin Yang. Fortunately, he had not been found yet; otherwise, a storm would surely have been stirred up.

Finally, just as the giant corpse-beast entered the attack range of the Thunder God’s electric pillar, it was brought down.

Having witnessed the true identity of the Holy Lord, and having seen the Heavenly Emperor, the Demon Emperor, and the Princess of the Immortal Realm, the elders of the Holy Palace and the students from the four nations still lingering at the Qiankun Academy were now recounting the events of a month ago to the emperors of their respective lands.

"By the way, how will Li Mo be dealt with? He shouldn't have the right to join us in Class B. He didn't even compete, that traitor!" Ba Han gritted his teeth.

"According to custom, I will not come here for the next five days. Stay here, and if you want to eat or do anything, just tell the servants."

"Twenty, are you listening to me?" Mother Sheng was not a patient person. Seeing Sheng Shi remain silent, she urged him again.

Ru Hai-Mu was exceptionally serious. Whenever it concerned Bai You Shuli, she was never anything but earnest.

***

The candlelight cast her face in half-light and shadow, blurring the lines between reality and illusion, much like the impression she had left in his heart—both real and ethereal.

She was truly different now; she felt so suppressed. In the past, she was lively and adorable, always smiling. In his memory, he had never seen her cry, yet in these past few days, she had been teary-eyed at every turn.

"Tell me what you think." He Ya sighed. This man always had strange tricks up his sleeve, but she chose to believe him. She had been on edge for days worrying about Yuan Jun, and she, too, wanted a good rest. For over six years, he had never fulfilled his duties as a husband or father; it was only fitting that he take over these matters now.

"Uh... weren't you resting?" Su Nuan slowly retracted her 'devilish claws' and asked with an incredibly stiff smile.

"This servant obeys!" Nanny Yang left, her face beaming with joy. The Emperor had finally changed—it was wonderful. She had been worried before, but now she was completely at ease. This Consort Ru truly had some ability; a single game of chess was enough to make the Emperor this happy.

Seeing Zhang Zi'an return but bypass the shop to head to the side, Lu Yiyun blinked in confusion, as Zhang Zi'an rarely visited the neighbors.

But on the other hand, it made sense. No wonder Zhang Zi'an wanted to establish a membership system; he likely had some confidence in his plans.

Because within the "Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin," each sword could potentially split into ten thousand more, or each blade could be imbued with the overwhelming power of the ten-thousand-in-one strike.

Recalling her promise to Leng Ye, a bitter smile tugged at the corners of Su Nuan's lips.

"Go and test her to see what she is truly thinking, and whether this matter has anything to do with her!" Feng Qianzhan said directly, though he had not yet decided what he would do if she were involved.

Therefore, based on the utter disappointment of last season, and the fact that the team that once threatened McLaren had been severely crippled by heavy penalties, I did not hold much hope for the excitement of this season's F1 racing.