Volume 1, Chapter 130: Turning the Tide

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Bound tightly and abandoned in an abandoned factory, Shen Xingchen suddenly felt a chill run through his entire body, his heart pounding rapidly with a foreboding sense of dread.
So much time had passed.
Not a single figure had appeared.
He suspected that perhaps some second-generation heir from the circle, displeased with him, was deliberately playing a trick on him.
As for when he began to like Aisu, he wasn’t quite sure. Once he realized his feelings for her, he stopped bullying her.
It took him half a month to recover to about seventy or eighty percent; he was still a bit short of a full recovery. In fact, if a dozen masters who had reached the Grandmaster level of the Revered One stage truly surrounded him now, he wasn’t sure he could defeat them.
Even after Li Zhi’s return, the focus would undoubtedly remain on ‘Doomsday City,’ led primarily by Wu You.
Liu Zhuang asked, “Old Yu, since you’re responsible for criminal investigation and intelligence gathering, how much do you know about Shen Zigou, the owner of the construction company responsible for the overpass collapse in Baoyi County?”
“Suppress with firepower on both flanks, scouts move in close to tear open a breach, support follows up,” Ouyang Hongxue shouted at the opportune moment.
Before the morning sun had a chance to peek out, layers of thick fog like gauze engulfed the Blood Domain Gate, flooding into the cave.
What surprised Chu Yang was that although there were material suppliers closer to the Gu family, the procurement had strangely chosen the farthest medical clinic for the purchase.
“Junior Brother Ye!” The Moon Goddess Xuan Yue finally reacted and moved forward as a chilling Taiyin cold aura spread like a vast net, freezing the Red Scale Beast in place.
Shelling whistled through the sky, screaming as it flew in; explosions stirred up billowing smoke that swallowed the battlefield, the deafening blasts merging into one continuous roar.

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The scene quieted down briefly. Cold Bing squinted, about to speak, when suddenly the phone in the bag rang—the song “Too Softhearted” by Ren Xianqi played: “You’re always too softhearted, bearing all the pain yourself.”
This was bad. Long Yang truly couldn’t see or hear me; how could I tell him about this?
The next moment, time resumed its flow. The lightning remained in the cave, but now something stood before Xie Tong, blocking the electric light’s path.
Unable to shake off Li Siguang midair, the Horned Eagle prepared to land, using its body’s contact with the ground to force Li Siguang to release its grip. Everyone immediately realized this and, as the eagle flew beyond the academy, they ran in pursuit.
Upon hearing Xuanyuan Bupo’s voice, the murderous glint in the others’ eyes gradually faded. Perhaps they feared Yang You less, but if Xuanyuan Bupo went berserk, they had no choice but to take him seriously.
But among this weighty group, many were formidable, and competition was fierce. For example, the Jin family brothers, Jin Zhan and Jin Yi, along with Qin Xu from the Qin family—three prodigious elites—appeared nearby. Besides them, numerous dark cultivators at the Yin-Yang Realm’s peak were also present.
The business elite’s sudden death last night had caused a chaotic uproar among his family members at the hospital.
Now holding a commanding position with hundreds under his command, many matters required his orders. Naturally, his thoughts often ran deep. When perplexed, he would visit Xie Changting’s residence with wine to seek advice, calming his temper in the process.
Mu Xiantian might not have risen yet, but Can Ying was already up early, brushing the mane of the Horned Horse outside. Hearing his brother’s call, he rushed over in a few strides.
Rain pattered against the southern riverbanks, the fine drops intermingling indistinguishably with sword light that transformed into rain-like streaks. Ye Yinfeng twirled gracefully, the dazzling rain of sword light cascading like fireworks. He lightly performed the Star-Chasing Step, and one after another, ethereal figures surged towards Wang Lin.
My name is Zhang Meng. This is the first thing in my life I’ve done that I genuinely feel proud of—changing my own name.
Just as the two were at a loss, ice bats suddenly swooped in. They seemed unaccustomed to the glaring sunlight and hesitated briefly, but the lure of the demon-attracting liquid overcame their fear, and they charged again toward Zhao Yishan and Yi Ling’er.
Those who had followed the haunted livestream had seen videos of Song Yu casting spells, giving them some understanding of him.

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A foe capable of taking on ten thousand? A Martial God? Absolutely more than that. Gun God Tong Yuan once said he was a Martial God but could not fight ten thousand alone, for his strength would falter.
“Greetings, Elder. Did you summon us for something?” The leader of the Red Stone Tribe looked very pale.
Shen Jie quickly stepped back, palms gathering internal energy, clashing with the lingering sharpness of the Remnant Wound. A muffled “bang” echoed; Shen Jie’s body tilted backward slightly, retreating another step before stabilizing.
Xu Dashan, on approaching, found his long courtyard wall completely toppled, the entire yard resembling the aftermath of an earthquake, scattered with broken bricks and lime debris.
Under the cover of stone bullet fire, the Yiquan naval fleet had fully pressed forward. At such close range, the trebuchets lost their effectiveness. What followed was a true head-to-head clash.
Upon arriving at Moon Cliff Island, Zilu was still unconscious. Under Zhao Yishan’s instruction, Meiqi lifted him up.
Meanwhile, other clubs were lively and bustling. At the street dance club, some members turned on the music and danced in the square, striking flashy poses that drew cheers from many junior students, attracting numerous new members.
Behind the camera, a rough voice sounded—not targeting anyone, but brimming with uncontrollable excitement, a fervent battle spirit.
Divine perception is a mystical art mastered only by the void-returned strong; it cannot lose its effect without cause.
After cultivating the first level of the Jade Clarity Technique, the patching heavenly method in his mind analyzed this level thoroughly, even breaking down the insights from the Milky Way one by one.