23 A Rose for Dio (23)

The Primordial Spirit Embryo was born of heaven and earth, devoid of the seven emotions and six desires inherent to living beings. Only after merging with an extreme aspect that had been stripped away did the Ye Tian before us come into existence.

A shooting star is brief yet beautiful. In that fleeting moment, it erupts with all the radiance of its life, unleashing the stunning splendor it has accumulated throughout its existence. This is the brilliance it distills from the mundane, a testament to its persistent beauty.

Ye Xuan’s subordinates, having reached the pinnacle of the Profound Immortal realm, were no longer a match; those at the half-step Golden Immortal level were just right. Ye Xuan, both his true form and his avatar, laughed wildly in unison, locked in a battle that was nothing short of exhilarating.

In some respects, intelligent life is truly on a much higher plane than humanity, provided it has sufficient room to evolve.

"What exactly is he trying to do?" Number 1314 could never have imagined that Su Yu possessed a heaven-defying golden finger like a system.

"So, you are the Demon King Bo Xun? Today, I, Wu Jiuyin, will have it out with you. I’m going to take your life, damn it!" Wu Jiuyin raised his sword, his face twisted in a ferocious sneer.

Su Yu nodded slightly. He was extremely confident in his gift; it would absolutely leave everyone present in shock.

However, both Luo Song and Tai Ming understood that reaching this point required not only ultimate strength but also deep reserves and luck. Without these, it would have been impossible to arrive here.

Next, Li Yonghao served to the backcourt. Cheng Xiaoyang, seemingly affected by the previous point, lost focus for a split second. His reaction was slow, forcing him to turn and chase the ball. His hurried backhand transition was seized upon by Li Yonghao, who smashed it home to end the rally.

"Woooo..." Endless immortal energy surged from between heaven and earth, forming a wailing, whistling gale. A vortex of immortal energy spanning dozens of miles appeared above Ye Xuan’s head.

At this very moment, her voice echoed through the carriage again and again, every word cutting into his heart like a blade.

She truly detested celery. Last time they ate together, seeing her stare at the celery with a bitter expression, he couldn't help but intervene to save her.

Tang Xin’s hand suddenly fell into empty air, and her heart panicked instinctively, thinking he was truly too angry to bother with her. Suddenly, that arm reached out to her again, inviting her to take it.

Jian Dan found it truly laughable. People who had treated her this way still wanted to cling to her like leeches to suck her blood. She would make sure to give them a stern reminder: she hoped never to run into them again in this lifetime.

Xuan Tong twitched his lips; he was curious to see what kind of people this bizarre family were.

One contained the character "Cloud," the other "Link"; they were clearly named according to the format of their own names.

He didn't want to frighten her. Thinking back to the bastardly thing he had done the first time, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of regret. He must have scared her back then.

"You’ve been killing viciously today, but you seem distracted. Are you sure you’re alright?" Qing Li asked.

It could be said that the current Barcelona team was in a precarious state. They were in desperate need of a manager to act as a firefighter, stabilize the situation, and lead the team through the restless period before the summer arrived.

After waiting for a moment, a gray, indistinct shadow slowly emerged from the haze deep within the solemn and tranquil ancient temple.

At this thought, the rage in Kroos’s heart gradually subsided. His gaze constantly scanned his surroundings. Although he could catch glimpses of a lingering shadow, it moved without any pattern, making it impossible for Kroos to predict its specific position.

During the conversation, Ying Bao finished a shot. Taking advantage of the shift in equipment, she smiled at Cao Ping, who responded by giving her a thumbs-up to encourage her.

Looking at the thermos on the table and Liu Shishi and Zhu Dan, who were watching him with smiles, Cao Ping felt incredibly awkward. Since Old Chen had brought it over so directly, should he accept it or not? Everyone was watching; should he share it or not? Scratching his head, Cao Ping truly felt a headache coming on.

The entire Shanhe Pearl space was now built to perfection, a stark contrast to when Xia Ping had first obtained it. After being forged with massive resources, this space was no different from a real world.

A note fluttered out once more. This was the time Cat Immortal had bought for Xia Ping. If they could obtain the inheritance from the Soul Palace, they would be able to escape in three days.

"You don't want to?" Seeing Lin Ling standing there in a daze, Ye Chen, though knowing she was simply overwhelmed with excitement and joy, deliberately pretended to pull his hand away.

Just as he had determined to lead his team to the summit, he had already left with glory that no one could shake, becoming an eternal myth in the history of League of Legends.

Many hot-blooded youths began to berate them directly. They didn't care if you were a foreigner; if you were a person, you had to endure their relentless barrage of criticism.

Since even Sharum said so, Istarwal turned to look at Ichiro. After staring for a dozen seconds, he suddenly felt as if he had seen him somewhere before.

Reason warned him not to act rashly toward her, but a voice in his head kept whispering, urging him to tear her clothes apart.

With that roar, Fu Jiusheng channeled almost all the spiritual energy in his body, watching as Meng Yunshan’s frantic struggling hands and feet gradually began to lose strength.

A thought arose in his heart: he knew Lin Lang would surely succeed. With his intellect and his immense strength, nothing in this world could block his path.

However, the Ancestor Hongjun had long ago sealed off any chance for Saint Houtu to reshape her physical body; in this Primordial World, there was no longer any possibility of such a thing.

In fact, last night, with the moon hanging high and a beauty by his side, Hongli had wanted to stay the night. Yet, his wife’s illness kept recurring, and he couldn't bear not to visit her, so he had suppressed the impulse.

The intense pressure released by Di Xin was exerted entirely upon Ksitigarbha, who felt his consciousness grow dim.

As for Lang, he had no sense of direction here and did not know how to proceed.

Mo Sihan tugged at his tie in frustration, struggling to suppress the urge to strangle her.

Though he didn't know what had happened, he could imagine that this must be what it meant to be "KO'd."

At the gates of Saint Louis, the black cavalry charged into the city. Facing the sea of flames that still raged, they did not hesitate for a moment and charged straight in. They understood that if the formation were blocked and the charge halted here, they would inevitably suffer a frantic counterattack from the Light Alliance within the city.

"Silly girl, there is no need to apologize. I am the only one who can say sorry, do you understand?" Xu Feng said softly, pulling Ying'er’s slender waist into a tight embrace.

Shen Aotian’s expression shifted. "Don’t be angry!" He grabbed Yue Caiyun’s arm. "Let go and let’s talk about it slowly, okay?" His attitude was quite sincere.

Just then, a massive, oval-shaped steel behemoth, tens of millions of miles across, appeared in the sky. Like a flying saucer, it emitted various beams of light, while pillars of incredibly powerful fire erupted from beneath, supporting the colossal steel monster.