Chapter 127: Creation (End)

Having stripped away the three flowers atop their crowns and sealed the five breaths within their chests, their cultivation was transmuted into vessels to bear the Great Path of Pure Yang, while their souls were refined into the spiritual cores of magical artifacts.

They had come seeking the Great Path of Pure Yang; now, having transformed into Pure Yang artifacts themselves, they had become the very vessels of that Path, fulfilling their desires in a twisted sort of way.

Thirty years later, when the Infinite Emperor arrived, he was met by a host of Shenzhou cultivators, each brandishing over twenty Pure Yang artifacts, including supreme beings of the Five Extremes and Five Realms, whose Pure Yang essence had reached perfection.

Rising to his feet, Chen Junlin decided to go for a walk; this hellhole saw no sunlight from one end of the year to the other, which was becoming truly unbearable.

Old Ma and the other three were quite observant, scrambling to handle the chores. Seeing that he still had trouble walking on one leg, Wuyang hurried to tell them to take a break.

Instantly, countless flames materialized out of thin air within a radius of dozens of meters, enveloping Jiang Hao in an instant.

After speaking, she sent someone to fetch the Fourth Young Master, intending to find him a match from a family of equal status, if only to spite the second household.

But seeing more and more of his men falling in pools of blood, he could no longer afford to hesitate and gritted his teeth as he dove into the woods.

With this American equipment, they had finally established several base areas, expanded their ranks significantly, and wiped out a large number of Japanese troops.

Wu De went to great lengths to peel himself off the wall, nodding and bowing to Yaoyao. "I was wrong, it's my bad luck, I concede." He dared not act tough again, lest Yaoyao tear him to pieces.

Previously, Feng Bai Ling was to marry Dugu Wu, and she even claimed the child was his; he had been wary for days, but just today, Aunt Xue had quietly shared a secret with him.

By comparison, Ao Jun’s flames seemed to have a more pronounced effect on the shadows, though it only made them more frenzied and active; beyond that, no substantial harm was visible.

Zhao Li thought he had misread the situation, but after carefully observing the other person’s soul, he discovered that it bore a face entirely different from the one he was currently seeing.

Wei Qingxiao still did not speak. This time, it was not that he did not want to answer, but that he did not know how.

But in the very next moment, Mo Xi suddenly made a downward swipe, directly stripping the ball away. Then, in full view of everyone, Mo Xi executed a behind-the-back dribble, accelerated, and pushed forward.

She and her mother had come to the Great Zhou only because the last remaining members of the Mu clan had exhausted their lives to make it possible; she could not, and would not, waste that sacrifice lightly.

At a time like this, one should avoid the opponent’s brilliance and withdraw from the combat circle to study what to do next.

Gao Yucheng said: "The Sword Slave uses the Sword Moves of the Sea God King, but it was not those moves that defeated the four of them combined; it was the Sword Domain constructed by those moves. To break the Sea God King’s swordsmanship, one only needs a Sword Domain stronger than his."

And that step-back three-pointer was truly stunning; the sequence of movements was entirely the result of the training he had undergone since arriving here.

This house was quite old and somewhat remote within the base, but its virtue lay in its quietness and relative safety.

As for the vampire territory, it was quite different; it felt as if one had returned to the nineteenth century, with ancient buildings, mostly of the Gothic style.

The Spurs managed to bring the ball across half-court before the eight-second mark. Duncan seemed to sense the team’s stagnation and decisively sought position to call for the ball, hoping to carry the team with his own strength.

Yet, Bai Yu had been watching from the sidelines. From start to finish, he had no intention of stopping them from leaving, for his gaze was firmly locked onto the Black Wing ahead.

How was she supposed to explain how she knew Li Jianhui? It was impossible to deny it now, and telling the truth was equally out of the question.

"What? Did the head of the Lu family not receive orders to suppress the Jing family?" Gu Jinxue looked at him with an inscrutable smile.

Su Yi was intimately familiar with this main control console. It could monitor and display the intake and output of all raw materials for the entire laboratory as well as the progress of experimental projects. It was the most intuitive way to present the laboratory's status, and it was also the one aspect of scientific progress a century later that she was most satisfied with.