Chapter 63: In a Dilemma

Ma Yuanqiang’s face twisted with malice. While humiliating Jiang Meijia, he ordered his men to line up, preparing for them all to take turns once he was finished. He was determined to torment Jiang Meijia to the point where she wished for death, so the whole world would know the consequences of offending the Hall of Yama.

Jiang Meijia’s lips bled from repeated slaps, but she stubbornly held her head high, refusing to yield.
“My husband won’t let you get away with this. One day, he’ll avenge me!”

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No one ridiculed that failed investment, for everyone understood it was Han Xuan’s act of retaliation—revenge for the remarks made by the executive of Kedelin at the end of October. He would rather take a loss to discomfort the Daimler-Benz Group. “Retaliate for every slight,” “sacrifice eighty to harm a thousand”—that was exactly the approach at play.

What unfolded today far exceeded everyone’s expectations, leaving them lost in a fog of bewilderment, as if caught in a surreal dream.

Deep within the mountain’s belly, above the molten lava, a raised platform held a prison fashioned from earth.

Meanwhile, Wang Yitao’s return from abroad stirred much discussion, and news concerning him drew keen attention.

“Then why did you trick me?” With Wu Ji’s explanation, Mingdu’s face turned ashen, demanding answers from Wu Ji with murderous intent.

In the hall where the professors gathered, several hot-tempered elders glared in Ronan’s direction, muttering under their breath.

Watching Second Brother Yin face off against the Eagle Ape King, Wang Yu felt intense envy. She recalled how she had trained in martial arts since childhood and grown strong, yet here in the game she was as fragile as paper, leaving her chilled by the realization.

In truth, in 1995, fewer than five domestic films grossed over ten million at the box office. The popularity of these few blockbusters could not mask the fact that most domestic productions lost money.

The top ten streamers—who were they? Who posed a threat? Whose wealthy followers should be watched for any signs of movement?

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Only those at least in the late stage of the Battle Sovereign realm could enter here, and the strongest among them were all experts on the verge of the Battle King realm.

Seeing Yang Tian’s actions, the street vendors grew even more enthusiastic. Whether he asked for prices or not, they eagerly chatted with him.

“Too bad I can’t withstand the pressure—otherwise, I could benefit as well,” the Illusion Beast lamented. Despite being at the Divine Ancestor level, he still fell short of Ling Tian.

Especially Lin Chen’s Indestructible Diamond Battle Body, which had reached the third stage. Even if he was outmatched, he could still stand undefeated.

The starship soared across the sky, awe-inspiring in all directions. On the vast deck, Wang Chongyang waved his hand, and the Power of Five Elements unfolded into a magnificent star map, depicting the territory of the Yuan Celestial Imperial Domain.

Suddenly, the figure who looked exactly like me burst from the water, charging straight toward me.

For this matter, Liu Gu had repeatedly lectured Rou Bai. Yet it was futile; Rou Bai’s intelligence regarding this issue was basically nonexistent. Each time Liu Gu finished speaking, Rou Bai promptly forgot. The next day, he resumed his usual ways.

Especially Lin Chen’s Domain Sword Spirit, which absorbed most of the demonic, murderous energy; the resulting sword spirit grew exponentially.

The Iga ninja was shaken. He had not intended to say those words, yet they seemed to bypass his mind and leap straight out. He struggled to cover his mouth, but his hand would not lift. In his heart, anger mixed with a deeper terror—fear of Ling Tian’s methods.

“Zhan Tian, Zhan Tian, let’s go, let’s go! I just heard the Moon Emperor’s treasure has been unlocked, and—” Before the fat man could finish, his legs halted at the threshold of Zhan Tian’s room, unable to take another step forward.

Suddenly, in the mirror, I saw at the far end of the corridor, around the corner, a figure strikingly similar to Hezhe.