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Apocalypse of Natural Disasters: Go Mad, Become a Dragon First! Cheng Ying 1309 words 2026-02-09 19:45:37

Liang Zuan found rose tea, known for its properties of moving qi, relieving stagnation, and soothing the liver. He brewed it for her. The rich fragrance of roses gradually calmed her restless mood.

Little Feng always managed to show his care for her in the most subtle ways. It warmed her heart deeply. In his gentle company, she felt a small measure of peace, as if all her troubles and pain melted away with his comfort.

She looked down at the cluster of fluffy little creatures at her feet.

This ephemeral era ended abruptly, leaving behind a mystery that seemed impossible to unravel.

After saying this, Qi Hao glanced around and found only himself and Jessica in the cockpit. He reached out and pulled Jessica into his arms.

“If you’re bored, just go to the cinema. I’ll go find Qiaozi and the others,” I said, continuing on ahead.

Next, flames burst forth and soared into the sky, splitting at a high altitude into dozens of blazing clusters, streaking in every direction across heaven and earth. Each fire contained a soul, and the furthest distance between them could reach fifty miles. They searched for the bell or kite’s aura in a vast net across the land.

The Azure Wolf Demonic Beast King struggled for a moment, then produced a spiritual medicine. Stretching out its wolf paw, it looked at Liu Dingtian expectantly.

Elder Wang’s voice was low and urgent. She understood well: dealing with Chen Bing alone was difficult, and with Elder Xiao, who was in the Spirit Gathering stage, Liu Dingtian was beset from all sides—his survival was impossible.

All three knew that, while the sect’s treasures shielded them from death and the dissolution of their dao, to challenge two great cultivators was to tempt fate at the very edge of life and death. Who knew what irreparable harm might befall them, potentially ending their hopes of ever advancing further.

So, even as fear struck his heart, hope flared within him like a sudden blaze.

His shirt over his chest was already torn, and the flesh beneath had been mangled and bloody. Yet, in just a few seconds, new flesh grew, and fresh skin formed over the wound.

He had no mature plan to begin with. Since Xiao Zining had such a brilliant suggestion, why wait? He would follow it. He carved two sets of Buddha’s Eight Treasures, just right for the two elders—one each. How perfect.

As the two conversed, the collision of powerful magnetic fields grew ever more intense. The protective barrier, with time, began to show cracks and fractures. This change startled the audience present. Although the organizers had prepared for such events, they had not anticipated it would escalate to this extent.

Sitting in a café not far from the Empire State Building, listening to Su Mu explain the story from start to finish, Blake’s tone was dissatisfied: “Seems you really have nothing better to do. With all that money, you might as well buy some land in Santa Clara or Fremont, build an office and factory.”

He looked up. In the palace, dozens of ivory-white columns stood, most crumbling and broken. Some resembled hourglasses, intact at both ends but only joined by a tiny, blackened patch in the middle. The palace was in utter disarray, filled with things so decayed that a touch would shatter them—worthless debris.

“To use such fine stone, you must not be here to cause trouble but genuinely want a set of Four Seasons Seals. If your intentions are sincere, that makes things much easier. Take a look at this piece first—do you really think it won’t do?” Xiao Zining asked calmly.

With all worries dispelled, judging by today’s opening, even if business declines, it won’t be too bad. People kept streaming into the supermarket. Many were swept up in the frenzy of buying; anything that seemed useful went into their baskets as if it cost nothing.

The few people present eyed the golden pill before them, swallowing nervously. Zhou Xiaomei then fell into deep thought.

Note: When you acquire a token imbued with the power of Yan Luo’s Wrath, it will guide you with clues to unlock the Yan Luo inheritance.

In this contest, the cultivator in splendid robes did not exert his full strength. Instead, he allowed another cultivator to battle the Azure Cloud Python, while he himself occasionally launched sneak attacks against it.