Chapter 29: The Nemesis

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Other favorability ratings, from highest to lowest, are: Yu Rumu at 75 points, Tong Ying at 72 points, Daoist Xuan Shui at 70 points, and Feng Anqing at 68 points.
Wei Tian is the lowest, at only 60 points.
Then there is Ye Zhong; his affection and concern for him are surprisingly only at 50 points.
Compared to his mother, who holds a 100-point rating for him, Ye Zhong’s concern is undoubtedly diluted by many impurities.
The easiest target would be...
In the white-toned space, the light of spiritual essence acts like a cleansing force washing away the world’s sins; any unknown objects do not linger for even a moment, dissipating instantly without leaving a trace of existence.
"We followed the steps down, one by one. The further down we went, the blurrier our vision became. By the end, we couldn't see anything at all and had to feel our way with our feet."
On his left and right, two figures appeared. The Golden Ancient Ape roared, unleashing its most powerful strength.
Counting it up, the entire duration was only about five seconds before the hall returned to brightness.
When Mu Fan looked above her head, he couldn't help but frown. At this moment, her spiritual power was only a few dozen zhang; it was clear that in such a situation, it had been plundered.
Wu Zheng did not share the same feeling as him and Swina; after all, he was not a demon to begin with. However, through the Reincarnation Sharingan, he could even see the evil energy surrounding Fronuo. That dense, pure power had almost become solid, to the point where any mental energy directed toward it would be absorbed and devoured, becoming part of that solid evil energy.
"Fine, you go down first. I will send someone to accompany you to the Pig Cage Stronghold shortly," Ye Wuchen said calmly.
Zhang Jian gave a grim smile and said nothing. He turned to look at the thousand-plus soldiers behind him. After the recent skirmish, his troops had suffered heavy casualties; at least thirty had been turned into stone statues by Medusa, and over a dozen were wounded, two of them severely—it was unlikely they would survive.
Then... she felt a silky layer fall upon her. She opened her eyes in surprise, only to discover that the man had draped a light veil over her before walking away.

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"Tomorrow? How do you plan to approach Cao Muyu? Ruin my Coming-of-Age Ceremony, or charge straight into the Prime Minister's residence?" Sang Jinse shot him a glare.
Shaking off my wandering thoughts, I walked past Lin Ruoxi. I vaguely felt her gaze fixed on me until I turned my head to check, at which point the sensation vanished.
Although everyone present had been mentally prepared for the peace negotiations between the Chongzhen Emperor and the Great Ye Emperor, they still felt a sense of shock upon hearing those words spoken by the Emperor himself.
Gu Yu turned his head to glance at the footstool he had been blocking, put away the fruit knife in his hand, and stepped aside.
Everyone knew that since the suspects had escaped in a van, how could they possibly return to take a car? Wouldn't that be walking straight into a trap? Perhaps they never had any intention of taking a car; it was merely a smokescreen, a feint.
Qi Changkong let out a long sigh, putting on a look of profound compassion, as if he had truly become a saint dedicated solely to the development of the human race.
He Bai hurriedly shouted, "You fool, saving Lord Liu is the priority!" Saying this, he charged toward Xianyu Yin’s direction.
The middle-aged man remained calm and unruffled, as if he were not the one backed into a corner. He seemed to have absolute confidence in his ability to escape, which made the Night Souls and the police officers nervous, not daring to divert even a fraction of their focus from him.
The command headquarters lacked its usual bustle, as the main officers were all asleep. It wasn't that they had nothing to do; they were simply exhausted from the past few days. With the fighting finally paused and no need to arrange formations, they found places to sleep the moment they relaxed.
"That’s correct. In two hours, where do you think the messenger will have arrived?" Al asked again.
"Hehe, before I encountered the Nether Leopard, I saw some Sky Snow Rabbits. I know where to find them," Jia Fugui said, pretending to stroke his hairless chin.
"Fine, it’s a deal," Liao Fan thought. Five is five. It’s like a chicken laying eggs, and eggs hatching chickens. With you, this old hen, I don't have to worry about running out of eggs in the future.
Only after Wei Yanran repeated herself did Ai Xiang'er understand a little, and only then did she realize that even if Wei Yanran didn't seek trouble with Lady Xiaoxiang, Lady Xiaoxiang would not let Wei Yanran go.
Lin Meiwan felt her heart go cold. The "Senior Brother" in Yun Xue's words was naturally Yun Mo, that man who harbored such great love.
Lin Meiwan turned around, looked toward the capital, and said to Shangguan Zisu, "Zisu, let’s go to the capital instead," as she took hold of Shangguan Zisu’s slender fingers.

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This order was delivered to Li Ziwen by Wang Cheng himself upon his arrival in Hubei. During their conversation, Wang Cheng explicitly told Li Ziwen that the decision for this breaking campaign was made personally by the Division Commander. Aside from the division's main force, the vast majority of troops from both the Taihang and Taiyue regions were participating.
"You two, come over here and shave off his hair. I need to inspect it carefully!" Hua Qingyi ordered.
If any man were to see such a look, he would surely die. Yan Feiliang saw that look, but he did not die. He suddenly pushed Yu Meiren away, set the wine glass on the table, and picked up Xia Yuxue, ready to leave.
"In that case, many thanks, Vice Admiral Garp," Aizen said with a smile, bowing slightly to Garp.
Karin's performance today was quite good, exceeding Aizen's expectations. Through today's sparring, Aizen discovered that Karin's spiritual pressure had improved significantly. Since he had made such great progress, Aizen questioned him upon returning to the training room.
His tone was flat, and the faint smile on his handsome face remained unchanged, as if he were inscrutable and held absolute certainty.
Moreover, Sun Wukong had seen a variety of races in the universe. While the combat strength of these creatures might not be high, they occasionally used strange techniques that broadened his horizons.
Tychus's words caused Greenhill's brows to lift slightly. When did this guy get so close to the transport plane?
Although there were many people here at Dingjun Mountain, with his lightness skills and his familiarity with the terrain, if he truly wanted to run, no one could catch him.
"You are merely a virtual machine in the hub; who gave you such confidence?" Atlan said calmly. "The Holy Judgment will not exist forever. Do you think you are eternal?"
The right corner of the Reincarnation Immortal King's robe was torn by a gale and swept into the vast universe, and the surrounding atmosphere suddenly turned deathly silent.
The arrogant Creation Immortal King intended to rely on his own power to create the "Six Paths of Reincarnation." In the past, this would have been a fantasy, but for him, now the Grand Sovereign of the universe, it was a different story.
Emporio Ivankov, the King of Okama, heard a voice behind him and suddenly turned around, assuming an attack stance. However, upon turning, he discovered that there was absolutely no one behind him.