A phoenix cry pierced the heavens, echoing through the firmament.

As the King of the Strange Fish thrashed wildly, the earth shook and the mountains quaked, causing the ruins in the floodwaters to collapse with a thunderous roar. The King of the Strange Fish battered itself until it nearly rolled its eyes back in a daze, burying itself under the debris and rubble it had dislodged. As soon as it groggily crawled out of the wreckage, Liu Yi swiftly emerged from her pocket dimension, tearing and biting at it with ferocious intensity.

The King of the Strange Fish went mad, thrashing about without restraint. After several rounds, Liu Yi remained unscathed while having hoarded a great deal of fish meat.

Therefore, using gauze as a screen, all contestants would go behind it, allowing the audience to discern their aura and physique. Then, the contestants would be free to showcase their voices, talents, and inner selves. In particular, with Shi Sansheng seeking justice and vindication for himself, and Situ Buku seizing this opportunity to preserve his last shred of pride and dignity, the conflict between them was bound to reach a fever pitch.

Wu Chen seized the momentary hesitation as Yagyu Saburo reached for his blade, launching a fierce and rapid assault.

"I won't hide it from you. I’ve come to Jiangning this time to bring the Wu Chen family back to the Zhao family. If they are sensible and willing to listen to us once they arrive, everything will be fine. If they are not, I will ensure they lose everything." A cold, chilling light flickered in Zhao Xingheng’s eyes.

Min Hui was a strange man; judging by his appearance alone, you would certainly mistake him for an upright and honest person.

Like slicing through a watermelon, the Flame Blade cleaved the black gourd in two. The momentum of the blade did not falter as it swept horizontally toward Shuten-doji.

Mondoso, mentioned by Monica, had coveted the formula for the Life Spirit Fluid in his possession last year and died at his hands alongside the vampires Chilton and Antonio.

"Yes and no!" Su Mu gave an ambiguous answer. Without further suspense, he explained directly: "It is 'yes' because they are indeed shadows manifested from the lingering aura of fierce beasts that once inhabited this place."

As the rain of blood fell, a sickening, pungent stench of gore spread, causing everyone on the city wall to shudder uncontrollably as they inhaled it.

When Shi Sansheng’s cultivation erupted, his figure surged forward with a thunderous roar, hurtling toward the Guardian.

Those vengeful spirits also sought to attack him, but their movement was sluggish, and it appeared they intended to close in for melee combat.

Although there was still the rank of consort, everyone knew that in the Cold Palace, no matter how high the honor, it amounted to nothing.

Jing Keliang stepped out of the emergency room and removed the mask from his ears. Wen Chengyu was the first to rise and walk to the emergency bed, his gaze never once wavering.

She was also very clear about her inhumane father; he had been completely consumed by madness. It wasn’t that he wanted her to be the Supreme King of the Gray Wolves—he knew he had already controlled her. If she became the Supreme King and conquered the world, it would all belong to him.

After all, we had only spent a few days together and did not know each other well; where did they get such confidence in me?

In the hospital corridor, Zhuang Wei dialed the same number over and over again. After yet another cold, automated response, he finally could not help but explode in frustration.

The Crown Prince was ignored by the three of them. He stood quietly to the side, his gaze resting on the smiling half of Duan Ruxia’s face. His hand tightened slightly beneath his sleeve; her smile had indeed dazzled him, and even if the Crown Prince did not want to admit it, he could not hide the fact that he had taken a fancy to Duan Ruxia.

I walked forward with my head down like a thief, feeling utterly awkward. What is this? Does a "top-tier talent" nowadays really require such a grand spectacle?

I took out my phone and opened a web browser to check. The results drove me mad—they were exactly as he had described, and the netizens had even embellished them with more mystical details.

Xiao Chen looked at the wine glass in front of him with a troubled expression. No matter how he looked at it, the glass seemed far too large.