Volume 1, Chapter 43: The Birth of the Four Great Scholars

Even the most profound cultivators found themselves utterly unable to keep their eyes open under such dazzling brilliance.

A flash of pale golden light established a connection between Lin Chen and the Tier-3 agility-type zombie before him. It felt as though an invisible thread linked the two together, granting Lin Chen complete freedom to control the creature. Once the initial resistance faded, the Tier-3 agility-type zombie leaped onto the car using its remaining momentum, then stood motionless, awaiting Lin Chen's commands.

Observing those ten Spirit Martial Generals and the Imperial Guards behind them, Luo Hong furrowed his brow slightly. Although he was confident in his ability to defeat them, casualties would undoubtedly be unavoidable.

After gathering more detailed information from Lin Chen and his companions, An Hai hurried back to Xinfa Manor in a flurry to consult with the other high-ranking officials of Anshun Island.

Having nothing better to do, Mu Xiaofeng and the other two strolled casually around the campus. When they reached the hill behind the school, the three of them decided the outing was thoroughly boring. Calculating the time, they realized classes were about to begin, so they checked their schedules to locate their classroom and headed toward it.

"Hate you, can't you be a little more of a gentleman?" Avril grabbed Ace's arm and playfully bit into it.

The flesh and blood kicked up by the speeding pickup truck stimulated Zhang Yongxin, suddenly filling his heart with a surge of violent rage.

Later, after Wu Yuqian, Fu Long, and Lin Yan each tried, they all discovered that their innate skills could not be deployed. Viewed in this light, even though they had come from an outside world, their innate abilities were similarly rendered ineffective while standing near that boy.

To say the least, among the various industries Zhou Ming had just mentioned, he genuinely wanted to wade into those murky waters and test the depths.

The aura was overwhelmingly powerful—not the least bit inferior to his own, and perhaps even somewhat stronger.

If Sovereign Chongming had previously been full of spirited vigor, resembling a blazing fire, that fire had now burned down to its very end, leaving behind only the ashes of despair. Su Su was genuinely terrified that he might do something foolish and become a monk.

Su Su had no idea how the other girl could possibly tell, but she indeed harbored such intentions. If Hanzhu were to leave the Three Mirrors Sect, she certainly couldn't let her live out her life as a pig.

This prompt foretold no crisis and promised rewards! Furthermore, it restricted the movement of an evil specter, but since the prompt utilized single-shot mode, she wondered what different outcomes a burst-fire mode might yield.

Arriving once more at this audition stage imbued with a futuristic mechanical aesthetic, it remained identical to the previous occasion: the three intelligent mechanical mentors, accompanied by the discerning audience in the stands.

This time, the blue liquid shifted directly into a deep blue, its shade deepening by a single degree.

Early in the morning, when Zina went to see Xie Yunxi, the latter asked for her help to go outside the main camp and purchase a few supplies in the town at the foot of the mountain.

"Ask him to put in a good word with the County Magistrate!" What other business could she possibly have with him, other than leveraging his network of connections to get things done?

The current situation was completely different from what Lu Chen had previously imagined. Survival had transformed into a puzzle-solving endeavor, but what did the invitation letter mentioned in the prompt signify?

Along the banks of the Murky River, the gunfire that had raged throughout the entire night finally subsided into silence. The flames of war that had burned all night were extinguished, leaving behind only rising wisps of pale smoke. The wounded soldiers who had wailed for half the night also grew still, whether drifting off to sleep through their pain or passing away peacefully in quietude.

The family quarters within the army group's garrison were exceptionally quiet, with sentries standing post at regular intervals along the roads.

A chill ran through Su Hang's heart! Within the Sutang Empire, there were quite a few legends regarding Prince Jingyang, yet he had never heard a single person mention this detail.

"Puff, puff..." Seeing that the opponent was fiercely energetic, the man in the headscarf first dropped into a squat, then sprinted away like a madman toward the rear. Yet the sound echoing in his ears remained that of bullets chasing him, hot on his heels. It was clear they were relentlessly pursuing him, unwilling to kill him with a single shot, preferring to torture him for a while before delivering the fatal blow.

"I... I came here... with someone else," Ou Qing explained softly. She had never understood why Brother Sibai hadn't sent an invitation card to the Ou family for such a banquet, and had always assumed it was due to a mistake or incompetence on the part of the Nan family's servants. To think that perhaps no invitation had ever been sent at all?

No sooner had the Purple Emperor departed than Dongfang Qian hurried over. Upon hearing that the Purple Emperor had been there, she was overjoyed, yet feeling a twinge of disappointment at having missed him.

Jin Fei and the vine-armor evolver guarded the rear of the formation, while several thousand soldiers of the Doomsday Salvation Army rapidly retreated into the forest.

However, the entry threshold for the Penglai Auction House alone required one million spirit stones, and the prices of the treasures inside would undoubtedly be astronomical.

"Do you two think I'm being unreserved?" Jin Cen'er asked with a knowing smile as she caught the expressions on their faces.

Yan He glanced sideways at Jiang Bu's appearance, observing him repeatedly for a long time, and concluded that it indeed did not look like he lacked anything.

Lin Yuhan described things using the most precise synonyms or contextual phrases. Lin Shaoan and Zhang Quan put on a display of their intelligence, and the audience watching Lin Shaoan live was practically driven wild.

Tu Hu did not know why, but he suddenly felt a slight pain in his heart, yet he paid it no heed. Hearing Lu Yun's mocking words, Tu Hu inexplicably experienced a sensation akin to sorrow.

Ding Jiajia sighed. Had it been anyone else, she wouldn't have bothered, but Su Xiaotang was different.

For instance, Zhang Ning sensed that the Buddhist prayer beads hanging before Master Fashan's chest were strung together from sariras, making them a profoundly powerful Buddhist treasure.

He had taught himself the Soul-Hooking Chains, or rather, created them entirely on his own. Hearing of avatar techniques, he successfully figured out an avatar mere days later.