"Apologies, but our Wang Situ family's secret realm is only accessible to the victor."
The voice was calm and gentle, yet it carried an air of supreme authority and disdain for all.
Such auspicious clouds, appearing twice in three years with such immense power, were unheard of even in the annals of human history, save for the era of Emperor Xuanyuan, long forgotten by mankind.
In truth, they were all a scattered mess. If they were to look closely, they would find that many sea demon cultivators were enemies or natural adversaries of other sea demon cultivators. They were by no means a united force of sea demons.
"Uh... I was planning to find you after I registered," Linglong lied somewhat sheepishly.
"You also said it was a movie. Don't mistake movies for reality, okay?" Zhang Ziqi replied faintly before getting out of the car.
"General, isn't this guerrilla warfare a bit too shameless?" Elder General He asked, looking at Fei Song's excited expression.
Ye Han did not know much about Tianji, but he could roughly guess that Tianji was likely a certain boundary, like a dimension. "Second-level Tianji" sounded very difficult, no wonder Shi Nuoyu lost his cultivation by crossing Tianji.
And she also brought back good news: she had found news of Situ Junliao.
Clearly, the sea demon cultivator with horns on his head had found this team, which was composed of adventurers, seasoned and experienced.
The evil dragon's cold laughter reached Ye Han's ears, piercingly sharp. He disregarded everything and faced the tribulation, lunging at the evil dragon. He had thought that even mutual destruction would be acceptable; he had to kill the evil dragon. Killing the evil dragon was his only mission.
I had a vague feeling of being watched from behind. I turned my head sharply and, as expected, saw several blurry figures standing behind the tent. Who knew when they had entered.
The spear was nimble and versatile, like a swimming dragon, thrusting, slashing, piercing, and sweeping, each move fatal, exuding an ultimate, boundless sharpness.
The Princess's eyebrows almost flew up in unison: this was truly the most absurd statement under heaven! She had seen He Ye's abilities before; as long as he used his cultivation techniques, he could expel thousands of liters of wine from his body. Who could possibly get His Highness Prince Jin drunk?
"Hmph, if you dare not even reveal your name when you're out causing trouble, you can't be much of a hero," Yao Ziyun said.
Lans opened his eyes abruptly. It seemed his vigilance was accurate; she had indeed woken up. But what about the tears in her eyes?
Finally reaching the hospital, Fang Yunxi impatiently opened the car door. After a few steps, she realized the man hadn't followed.
"Married life, it's not good to disturb," Bai Jinliang smiled, as if he had returned to his usual carefree expression.
Seeing the butterfly blocking the long sword in his hand, the middle-aged man's expressionless face finally showed a trace of surprise.
She smiled faintly, "Tongtong, if only you could remain carefree like this! Why must you bear so much? I will definitely find the best doctors to cure your illness."
Bing Yang stared blankly at Gu Yiran before him. There was nothing specific that felt wrong, yet she seemed to be missing something, or perhaps have something extra.
She was determined to heal her sister's eyes. Even though she lost her peerless beauty and a leg, she never regretted it.
"Wait a minute, brother-in-law, you have to compensate me!" An Lulu said to Ye Lengfeng with a sly smile.