(141) Washing Hands to Prepare a Soup

As Liu Yi passed by a medium-sized shelter, she saw countless fruit trees—half-grown through wood-element abilities—snapped in two, houses collapsed, and the road pockmarked with craters.

The entire shelter had become a ruin in an instant; the scene of devastation was chilling. The victims fought desperately to repair their homes, but under the brutal assault of the hail, their flickering hopes were repeatedly extinguished. Even the superhumans clad in metallic protective gear were left battered and bleeding. This catastrophe made people realize ever more deeply...

"Reporting to my lord, it was thanks to General Huang's seamless cooperation that I was able to talk the two of them down! I request that you bestow a reward upon General Huang for his meritorious service!" Jia Xu said.

Three beams of sniper divine light, like lasers slicing through tofu, pierced directly through the sacred bodies of the three Heavenly Fiends. After draining every ounce of vitality from within their inner realms, the beams finally dissipated.

Taozi asked just to seek Guo Nianfei's opinion; if he were unwilling, she certainly would not sit down. After all, the customer is king, and everything must center on the customer. If a customer is dissatisfied, it is a dereliction of her duty, for some customers are always difficult to serve—take that fellow Zilong, for example.

Once General Xue Dingjiang saw Master Huaizhi and his disciples arrive at the side of Grand Marshal Lihua, he felt he no longer had any worries. He requested permission from the Grand Marshal to scout Youzhu Mountain, intending to investigate the situation there before assisting the Marshal in reclaiming the mountain in one decisive strike.

"We know, Brother Fei. I know that the place Tiger Gate runs themselves is a bar! It’s on North Street, where they often hang out," Qi Wu said.

This time, the six Fire Dragon Beasts employed their magic to execute an aerial fire-bombing tactic, leaving the government troops unable to mount an effective defense and causing massive casualties. Seeing this, the Crimson Flame Immortal was incensed; he unleashed his full prowess, soared into the sky, and engaged them in combat to prevent them from encircling the government forces.

After being rescued, the Crimson Flame Immortal, with the help of his disciples, flew to the government camp, informed the group about the situation regarding the six Fire Dragon brothers, and deliberated on the next steps of the battle plan to subdue them.

The space pirates were, of course, the polar opposite of the crew of the Seer; they were all jubilant, even beginning to indulge in dreams of ruling the entire universe.

As soon as Uesugi Keiko finished speaking, all the ninjas walked to the eaves and leapt down. They drew their long swords, waiting for her command.

However, if he could cut off Xuan Qing’s path to becoming a God King at this moment, it would still be acceptable to him.

Having said that, Han Wushuang slapped Tian Qingyang across the cheek; the crisp sound of the blow echoed through the clouds.

Of course, it was merely a bitter struggle. A bitter struggle only meant it was difficult to fight, not that the three seeded teams would lose. In fact, no matter how tough the battle, the three seeded teams would always emerge victorious in the end without controversy—not a single one of their members had ever been "killed."

This was, in itself, one of the goals of the production team behind the reality show "The Truman Show": to promote a model lifestyle to the audience.

As the leading man and his dozen companions appeared, the people on the street scattered in haste, seemingly aware of their origins, their eyes revealing a sense of trepidation.

Suddenly, everyone was speechless, and then many grew envious and resentful. By this point, others realized that all of this was Chen Wuhui’s "conspiracy." The fellow had used a strategy of retreating to advance, claiming he wanted to challenge Liu Yingzi, only to embed himself into her team after demonstrating sufficient strength.

Their first wave of the offensive was highly successful; they had captured Banluo City with lightning speed. Now, a portion of the troops had set up camp on the spot to rest.

The figures of Mu Mingkong and the seven other masters of the Mahayana stage flickered incessantly high in the sky, creating countless afterimages that densely packed the heavens, making it impossible to distinguish which was the true body.