64 The Traveler Returns

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According to Meimei, only a Star Core can create a Star Core space. Having just absorbed the Void Star Core, he had naturally generated a brand-new one. But what about the previous entity? What was that stellar body, radiating a brilliant, sun-like glow?

Within this Blood Pool of a Hundred Beasts, the essence of thirty-six distinct demonic beast bloodlines was contained. Most had already been diluted to a whisper, yet seven remained intensely potent, having been infused only recently.

The strength of the nine Blue Barbarians continued to surge. The blue armor encasing their bodies grew increasingly impenetrable, while the terrifying aura they emitted resembled that of primordial behemoths, staggering in its might.

The Shangguan family dispatched Shangguan Chaoyue; the Xuanming family sent Xuanming Ning; the Zhurong family sent Zhurong Ting; the Xiahou family sent Xiahou Yuan; and the Jumang family sent Jumang Po.

Raised in the strictly pragmatic and rational environment of the Jia family, she was something of an "oddity"—possessing a touch of innocence and romanticism.

To wait with her for a bus was, frankly, a rather foolish endeavor, entirely incapable of truly warming her heart.

Originally, the words he dropped to Gu Chenye were uttered purely because Mu Chuchu was leaving; he had simply thrown caution to the wind.

Zhang Duofeng’s eyes widened as he swallowed hard, his hand instinctively flying up a second later to clutch the left side of his face.

The super-battleships of the four major legions of the Southern Barbarians had already crossed into the territory of Tianqing Prefecture. Both the blood-scarred man upon the blood lotus and the mysterious expert from Leiling Prefecture were closely monitoring the developments here.

He was an ordinary mortal incapable even of securing his own destiny. Yet, upon realizing these elements could serve as superior leverage, he had brought Liu Bian into his presidential suite, intending to let the upper classes subtly grow accustomed to finer things first. He was hardly inclined to simply hand Liu Bian over on a silver platter.

Besides, having taken Old Master Gang as his master? Wouldn't that put him on the same generational rank as his own old man? He could practically strut through the academy unchecked!

Seeing this, Zuo Long finally relaxed and sneered, while the surrounding onlookers burst into uproarious laughter, mocking a man who threatened to slay others yet couldn't even lift his own blade.

Even though she possessed the aptitude and the voice, she hadn't practiced in quite some time—having lacked the occasion to showcase it—yet whatever could be reclaimed ought to be picked up once more.

There was strictly no need for him to exit the vehicle, but upon catching sight of Nan Yanshen, Lan Xingchen felt compelled to offer a greeting, and thus followed right behind, stepping out of the car.

By the way, Professor Huang Yuan's laboratory is called the Elemental Energy Laboratory, isn't it? Palladium is undoubtedly one of those elemental energies as well.

Luo Fan perceived the underlying trick; though this malevolent entity was not human, unlike ordinary ghosts and spirits, once it manifested, it could be perceived even by ordinary mortals.

I saw it, I actually saw a tall man in black holding a gun. I couldn't tell if it was real or fake, but either way, I couldn't distinguish the illusion from reality. However, however, the voice of that tall man in black felt somewhat familiar to me, as though he were someone I knew.

Their strength remained formidable; even under such circumstances, they managed to suppress the adverse tide. While skepticism mounted, the internal media storm in Hong Kong at least temporarily subsided.

Yet now everything was different. Armed with this golden cheat code, not only could he rewrite his own fate, but he could also uplift his sworn brothers to forge a new destiny together.

Having gone to great lengths to forgo the lucrative recording schedules of variety shows and the guaranteed traffic of adapted cinematic IPs, choosing instead to dedicate a vast stretch of time to meticulously shoot a single feature film, how could he possibly walk away without claiming a shred of renown?

The crisis of impending death closed in, plunging Yang Chao into terror. Even the agonizing, blinding pain seemed momentarily forgotten.

The entire tower was carved with tens of thousands of exquisite divine dragon statues. Each dragon sculpture assumed a different posture, yet every single one appeared breathtakingly lifelike.

Her skin surpassed snow in purity, and her eyes held a cold, serene clarity resembling a limpid pool of water. With every glance she cast, she exuded an air of refined and otherworldly grace—compelling deep awe, inspiring a sense of unworthiness in others, and remaining utterly untouchable.

Everyone understood that it was the Hundred Domains Alliance which had proposed breaking out of Donglin Town, and naturally, someone needed to step forward to lead the charge.

As one of the Ten Yama Kings of the Ghost Clan, this sovereign was undeniably a peerless powerhouse renowned across the realm. Having lived for countless ages, the number of humans who had perished by his hands was incalculable. Yet amidst all those departed souls, he had never encountered anyone quite like Qing Luan.

She had simply assumed back then that her constitution had been impaired during the childbirth of Jiang Hongyu, which in turn had slowed her pace of cultivation.

Compared to those trapped within the array, endlessly bleeding in an inescapable dead end, Yun Xing was fortunate. Yet, by the same token, he was now the most perilous entity residing within the entire immortal pavilion.

Originally, Master Shengzong had intended to tame the Swablu himself, but the stubborn and unyielding temperament of the Altaria forced him to abandon that aspiration.

A punch imbued with surging spiritual Qi, if landed upon an ordinary mortal, would result in a predictable fate. Already, confident smiles broke out across the faces of several martial cultivators, certain that Su Chen would be utterly obliterated by this strike.

This mountain ridge was exceptionally treacherous, littered with razor-sharp stone spouts. In many stretches, the path narrowed to a mere half-foot across. As the four of them pressed forward with agonizing difficulty for another hour or so, twilight swiftly descended.

Jin Che was overjoyed and immediately urged Cheng Yan to show off her skills, only to be met with a concise declaration: "I will do it." It was Lu Chenxi who had spoken, reminding Jin Che that Lu Chenxi’s calligraphy was likewise exceptionally sublime.

This was the classic scenario of an arrow notched on a taut bowstring—it simply had to be released! Lin Boyu remained silent, consumed solely by an overwhelming desire and the resolute intent to push the matter to its absolute limit.

Yet every single day he returned to the main household, shared dinner, and stayed the night, while deliberately withholding any mention from the old master about the news that Shang Qiqi had secretly slipped out of the country alongside Han Jichi.

Knowing the poison was lethal, Jin Wancheng and Xiao Jian naturally dared not let it touch them. The two hurriedly held their breath and sprang two to three zhang away.

"Do you really think regret can save you now? Didn't I warn you beforehand? He is no ordinary man. Just look at Tom's injuries—while not every strike was meant to be fatal, every single blow carried the intent to kill. You must remember, they are trained killers from birth," Duo Ba pressed his other hand against his arm and continued.

The two guards knew her temper all too well. After a brief moment of hesitation, they stepped aside, watching helplessly as Yang Huang strode right past Hua Qing and marched through the massive gates of the martial arts training grounds.

"Huang Chao! Do you truly believe that with the underworld backing you up, we can do nothing to you? Do you dare test whether my innate Samadhi flames can burn this city of yours completely to the ground?" Before Sun Wukong could flare up in anger, Daoist Luya spoke up instead.