35. Time Travel into the Qing Dynasty (35)

Xiao Zhen crouched low like someone undergoing a mutated genetic transformation, as seen in movies, emitting a low, beast-like growl. His muscles were taut, as if he were locked in some kind of struggle against the immense power surging within him.

Qiao Muyun did not say these things out of fear that this sudden breach of the marriage contract would cause the Fifth Imperial Prince to lose face; it was simply… who could remain unmoved by such a gesture?

Rainwater, murky with dust, trickled down the wall and crawled along the windowsill, dripping rhythmically onto the ground.

If he wasn't cheating, it meant his luck was truly extraordinary and his gaming skills were peerless, allowing him to grasp the core of a game in a remarkably short time. That meant she herself had fallen into a dire situation.

Such a bizarre aircraft did not exist in reality, so was all of this fake? If this were a dream, everything would be explained. But if that were the case, logically, she should be able to control the dream, right?

Looking at the Dingguang Joyous Buddha, one could not help but notice his fluctuating aura. Even with his abundant immortal essence, the repeated use of the Seven-Treasured Tree had taken a heavy toll.

Every hair on her body stood on end, and Ruoyan couldn't help but shiver. In that split second, had she seen wrong? Why did it seem as if the man's eyes had suddenly turned into beast pupils?

This arrogant and utterly unreasonable behavior left the three of them fuming, yet they were completely helpless to do anything about it.

However, she was by no means incompetent. If she wanted to, she had a hundred ways to trap him—perhaps not for a lifetime, but at least for a while.

"No, not at all. These orcs trespassed into our Galadragon Kingdom without permission; they have already committed an act of aggression," Qi Jue said, slightly indignant. He dared not admit that he had killed them because of a silk mouse; who would believe that?

The reality was even smoother than anticipated. The individuals on the Comia Southern Faction's combat ship were merely common mercenaries—not elites, not members of the K279 unit, and certainly not the three elite companies under Song Minghao's command.

It was precisely because he knew what Yan Huwei was setting out to do that he had been so anxious and deeply uneasy during this long period of silence.

As Hu Xie and Bai Yan stepped out of the Red Dust Inn, a dark shadow descended from the sky. Bai Yan instinctively reached for his blade.

"Yes, Cai'er, no one here is more desperate to find Ailan's whereabouts than Teacher Aiqin. But for everyone's safety, let us follow Qi Jue's advice," Aiqin urged.

Ye Tian turned his head helplessly. "What, can't I come here?" he asked, looking at Wang Jian, speechless.

If you were to tell me that Yang Tu didn't know any lethal techniques, I wouldn't believe it even if I died; he was, after all, the closing disciple of the Grandmaster Song Jingshan.

Chen Yue breathed slightly heavily. They stared at each other. His gaze was so tender it seemed to melt, and his intention to accept her was so intense, yet she feared the pain even more.

A vortex-like energy storm filled the Dragon Tomb within a radius of one kilometer. The destructive energy razed everything in the vicinity to the ground. At the center of the most intense energy, a two-colored shockwave over fifty meters in diameter continued to compress and expand, neither side giving an inch.

Ye Tian walked straight over and sat down next to Li Xue'er without saying a word. He didn't know what to say, and Li Xue'er remained silent because she thought Ye Tian was still angry about the morning. Given her naturally quiet disposition, she found herself even more at a loss for how to start a conversation after such an incident.

At the very least, in that regard, the recent clash of "Emperors" showed that the Black Heaven Demon God had gained a slight upper hand.

"Show me today's bounty tasks!" the Soul Collection Team captain said, placing a silver plate on the counter.

Conversely, Ji Wufeng, already familiar with Huang Xiang's aura, didn't pay it much mind. He knew Huang Xiang had gained some new insight, but he felt a sense of longing for his team's future, mixed with the helplessness of the widening gap between himself and Huang Xiang.

In just one night, nearly a thousand pickpockets were caught. The sheer number shocked everyone, and these thieves were all taken outside the city walls and executed.

After consuming the elixir, Wang Xian felt five tadpole-like streams of energy emerge within his body. Suddenly enlightened, he immediately unleashed the five streams of power.

Larroz and Goderick stared at each other without a shred of courtesy; one wrong word, and it would immediately turn into a bloodbath.

In Qin Long's eyes, since these people had already posed a certain threat to them, if they were unwise, he would simply kill them. Having roamed the universe for so many years, Qin Long felt no burden at all when it came to killing.

"I can't just stand by and watch him hurt the girl, can I?" Liu Tingyu’s eyes were bloodshot, his entire body filled with a heavy, malevolent aura. One had to know that Liu Dan was his only relative.

However, the law of level suppression is not unbreakable. One of the most typical practical products is "Memory Powder." The essential effect of Memory Powder is that of an ability fluctuation amplifier; by amplifying the fluctuations, it achieves a stronger neutralizing effect, thereby avoiding being countered by the enemy.