Chapter 109: The Innate Pure Yang Treasure

The core of this Great Freedom Heavenly Demon magic lies entirely in the concept of "Great Freedom." Do not be deceived by the superficial ferocity of the seven bird and demon arts. The True Body of the Great Freedom Heavenly Demon, formed by the unification of these seven demonic methods, is merely a vessel. The true essence is the transcendence of one's own will. If bloodlines are shackles, then is this Heavenly Demon True Body not one as well?

Why has your master never been able to defeat Qiao Kui or Zhong Shenxiu? It is because, although he grasped the truth that one's own will holds infinite possibilities...

When Pan Yang entered the Shangqing Palace, Daoist Master Zhao was in the middle of a discussion with several powerful figures. Song Jiangnan, the Hall Master of Rites, and Sun Hailong, the Hall Master of Discipline, were all present. Seeing Pan Yang enter, the leaders paused their conversation.

The designs by Mu Luan and the other six designers, combined with his own stage layout and costume suggestions, were truly perfect.

During the time Zhao Po was recovering at home, Song Jie would climb over the wall every evening to see her, completely shattering the custom that a husband and wife should not meet before their wedding.

"Look... old man... I didn't mean to... it was your son who suddenly ran into me..." The car owner tried desperately to justify himself, but Wang Dashu's wailing drowned out his voice, and he even saw Wang Dashu take out his mobile phone.

Rong Zhiwu tilted his head just enough to dodge the strike by a hair's breadth. When Chang Maode missed, he flicked his wrist, and the long whip immediately turned like a venomous snake to strike at Rong Zhiwu again.

Along the way, the taxi driver heard Qiao Weiping muttering as if he had lost his soul, repeating things like "Horrible... too horrible..."

Qiao Ruoan had originally intended to say that she was nimble enough to do it herself, but as she watched A-Yao walking toward her, her hands suddenly felt clumsy, and no matter how she tried, she couldn't tie the knot.

Gu Ci watched her silently. She had tied her long hair loosely behind her head, revealing her snow-white neck.

From the Bear Tribe leader Wu Chao on down, not a single one of these illiterate barbarians knew how to compose poetry.

Li Zhe's army was on its way to Kuaiji when, suddenly, Li Zhe spoke a few words to Kong Ming, and Kong Ming took five thousand men and headed in different directions.

The man with the birthmark smiled faintly, not surprised by Xiao Yuye's current expression. Yet, beneath his calm facade, he was truly feeling real tension and pain.

Sharp, piercing sounds of air being torn apart rang out, clashing incessantly with the muffled groans. The two sounds collided like a shovel striking concrete, grating on the nerves. Those with weaker inner strength had blood seep from the corners of their mouths and had no choice but to shake their heads and leave with regret.

"Senior, the pill is still at home. May I ask if you could wait a few days? I will certainly bring it to you then!" Ye Feng said, keeping his head lowered.

The news of the high bounty for killing the new Hongmen leader spread rapidly both within Japan and abroad. Osama bin Laden's highest bounty was only fifty million dollars, so the minimum of one hundred million dollars to kill Hua Feng naturally spread far and wide.

"Dad, Mom, please allow me to call you that." It was his first time meeting Hao Xin's parents, and he had not expected it to happen under these circumstances.

When the group of robbers saw the true energy surging from Ye Feng's body, and felt the powerful, soul-shaking aura erupting from him, they immediately realized they had run into a formidable opponent. They scrambled to flee in panic, but with a flash of his figure, Ye Feng struck their acupuncture points, freezing them all in place.

He himself was but a transient existence; everything in the Immortal Realm had nothing to do with him, and he did not wish to delay his time here any longer.

It was indeed a very narrow entrance, certainly not wide enough for two people to pass through side by side. At the end was a door made of something like frosted glass, which opened directly under the administrator's control.

Countless birds in the forest were startled, but the chilling atmosphere had vanished. I know not when, but the bright, clear moon began to cast its thousands of rays upon the land of Shenzhou.

"Going by what you say, Inspector Li, the people of the new city must be living very happily," Daoist Master Xuanji retorted.

Although Mo Lin's strength was slightly higher than his own, it should not have been enough to give him this feeling, so Feng Qingyang frowned slightly, unable to figure out the reason.