Chapter 50: An Era of Great Strife

News of Feng Leilin and his group’s return to the sect quickly spread. As a highly anticipated party, their absence coincided with a demonic assault on the sect, which inevitably stirred speculation among the elders, who were already several steps ahead in their thoughts.

This group consisted of the sect’s most gifted prodigies, the cornerstone of Tianzong’s combat strength. Naturally, their safety was the highest priority.

Meanwhile, the concert continued, yet Su Li’s attention drifted away from the stage, leaning back in her chair to gaze at the profile of Ming Jingnan beside her.

In recent days, the most discussed topics, aside from the “Game Arrival” spoken of by the Wujin War God, were matters of ascension.

Class Monitor [121]: If you take down Matsuda Jinpei, do you think Hanada will just let you be? Stop talking nonsense and get back to work.

Wang Baobao grew increasingly animated, even stepping into the center of the handsome tent, glaring fixedly at the trembling, backward-falling messenger.

Sun Zhuo was momentarily stunned. What sort of humiliating gesture was Alinas making, and why distinguish between the opponent’s handsomeness or ugliness? His description only piqued Sun Zhuo’s curiosity further.

Some had personal ambitions, hoping to strengthen themselves before ascending directly to become a Main God.

“We will certainly turn the tide!” Seeing James finally determined to catch up, Sun Zhuo was delighted. With a lineup including James, Wade, and Anthony, was a comeback not just a matter of course?

Millions of years of evolution shaped this desire: once a taste was gained, more was craved. My breath grew heavier, impatience creeping in.

Shaking my body, the landlady tried to pry my hand away. She no longer called me husband, so naturally, I didn’t mention the afternoon’s events.

This stirred memories in Sun Zhuo. He recalled his first All-Star Game, when McGrady was at his peak, the most popular player, with everyone eager for his performance. Yet, in just a few short years, he was replaced.

The Murong family, an ancient clan passed down from primordial times, possessed exceptional talents unlike ordinary mortals. Though their current combat power was not invincible, it still far surpassed that of common secluded families.

Approaching the scene, horror struck as the deceased was identified as Lu Yuan of the Beast Taming Spirit Sect. Surrounding signs of battle bore only moderate destruction, comparable to the strength of spiritual life realm cultivators.

The savages had once gained tremendous power, intending to massacre Jian Feiyang. Yet Jian Feiyang’s sudden and terrifying combat prowess caused their expressions to change drastically.

Only she knew the inner torment she endured. Upon seeing Ling Yichen, her sole thought was to flee immediately.

This place no longer bore even a trace of its former “Charming and Fertile” essence; the last vestiges of spiritual energy were dispersed by heavenly thunder. The void fractured in many places, spatial turbulence appeared, ravenously devouring all life.

Luo Wei was shocked and hurriedly looked back. Rubbing his eyes in disbelief, he confirmed he hadn’t mistaken them. “Second Brother?!” Overwhelmed with joy and surprise, he rose as his brother Luo Ze stood before him.

The first thing upon returning home was to play with Lingdang. She had a large balcony planted with various orderly arranged flowers and plants, an especially pleasing sight.

“No… you cannot kill me. I am royalty of the demon clan. If you kill me, they will avenge me.” The demon king now was a far cry from the proud and righteous figure before, too frightened to speak coherently.

“Kill!!” Su Mu’s previously closed eyes snapped open as icy spears rained from the sky toward the demon with dark purple skin.

“Shut up! I forbid you from speaking nonsense!” Before she could finish, Gong Yuyue, furious to the point of smoke rising from her orifices, cut her off with a shout, fearing she might truly be driven mad by her words.

Regarding his youth, Li Junxiu felt little nostalgia. No matter how well treated, it could never compare to the freedom he had at home. Even now, he felt that kindness was almost suffocating.

In the following days, Mu Yongrui reported to the Gu residence nearly every day. Occasionally, he gained entry but never managed to meet Gu Xijin as he hoped.

By the time Gu Xijin changed clothes, the bathroom cup was filled with water and the toothpaste was already squeezed out.

But on the other hand, if she relinquished her princess identity, she would never have met a man as outstanding as Helian Sheng.

Ke’er blinked but remained silent, though internally puzzled. If she wanted to know who it was, couldn’t her master just ask? Why listen here?

Power was vital to him. He had always fought for it. Having been a city lord for so long, being suddenly stripped of it left him uncomfortable.

“Heh, if you say so, then so it is!” Zuo Zhu spread her hands with a nonchalant expression.

She said no more. Her words had already taken effect, so perhaps now she could properly arrange a match. If her own people ended up together, that would be perfect.

At the same moment, Li Dian had just been killed by Guan Yu. A nimble figure leapt onto higher ground, wielding a weapon with armor-breaking effects, unleashing a powerful combo that instantly eliminated Guan Yu and Xu Huang. But Xu Huang had two lives; when Guan Ping’s skills were exhausted, Xu Huang rose from the ground.

After boarding the car, Ye Mei coquettishly asked Du Cheng, her eyes filled with seductive charm and endless allure.

Now it was settled: with Neymar’s family causing a ruckus, things would be easier. See? It wasn’t a matter of not giving face; Manchester City was simply too dominant, and their price was four times higher. Refusal was not an option.

The war’s outcome saw the decline of fish and dragons alike; by the end of the Jurassic, they had nearly vanished.

Lady Gui Die was the first to emerge from the room, wearing only a kimono, without even a cloak.

The Black Cloud Elder suddenly stepped forward, his turbid old eyes suddenly flashing with piercing light as he fixed his gaze on two identical middle-aged men nearby.

Kristin’s movements faltered once more… The intelligence core took mere fractions of a second to calculate the situation ahead.

“East Mountain Hall! East Mountain Hall!” Several anxious shouts suddenly rang in my ears. Judging by the accent and tone, it was probably Zhou Xin, who served beside me.

Some poor clans, fearing massacre, fled to remote areas. Those who remained hid their names and sought refuge under other feudal lords. From then on, no poor clans were found in the Central Plains.

Wang Mingyang was quite busy, acting like a firefighter, holding up signs to revive the atmosphere during lulls, keeping the scene from becoming too cold.