Chapter 139: Slaying a God
"Impossible... impossible!"
At this moment, the divine soul belonging to an ancient deity roared; the gaze capable of erasing space and time wavered, and a heart that had remained unshaken through eons trembled.
Rumbling sounds of war, like an undefeated battle anthem, resonated within Luo Hao's spiritual center. Amidst the clashing of golden spears and armored horses, it was as if someone intended to slaughter the nine heavens and defy the celestial order.
The ancient Seal of Heaven-Battle had never pulsed with such intensity as it did now. The clanging echoes of war drowned out the resonance of ten thousand paths, manifesting scenes of countless ancient gods and demons bleeding to death.
At this moment, the ancient deity's soul retreated involuntarily. By now, he was certain: that person had returned. That person who had slaughtered his way through...
Looking at the top of Zhong Lingxiu's head, there were indeed two fleshy growths, and they were still growing slowly.
To look at it from another angle, what Shen Yuze had done allowed White Jade Capital to reap the benefits as well.
He had lived in Jinling for so long that he had grown quite fond of it. Even if he were asked to return to Xi'an now, he would be unwilling, though Xi'an was far more prosperous than Goryeo.
At the entrance of the old supermarket, a few old men were sitting on stones playing chess, while Old Lady Qiu sat in a rocking chair, waving a cattail leaf fan idly.
Zhang Yuan saw that Qin Beige had already been defeated, and in such a comical fashion—especially the pyramid-shaped hairstyle his opponent sported; the more he looked at it, the funnier it seemed.
In the first few years, they could still understand muskets, and even machine guns were somewhat comprehensible; they could grasp the logic behind them.
He couldn't help but frown as he stood up, only then noticing a black leather belt resting on the back of the sofa.
He reached out and touched Guo Meiting's arm, then slid his hand along her arm to her shoulder, and down further to her back.
The only person who could elicit a reaction from Shen Qingzhu was Ye Qingyao. An Ling had once caught Shen Qingzhu in his room, going at it fiercely while staring at a photo of Ye Qingyao.
This was a way of balancing work and rest, to loosen one's emotions. It was said that life is rich and colorful in such ways, and the leader's charm was thus revealed.
Cao Zhi of Northern Wei heard that Liu Shan had relocated the capital, realizing that once the Shu-Han capital moved to Luoyang, it would be much easier to advance into the Central Plains. He launched successive military campaigns to harass the border, intending to force Liu Shan to retract his order. However, Xu Gai, who guarded Bing Province, and Yu Gui, who guarded Henei, were both rare military talents; despite Cao Zhi's capabilities, he returned without success.
Although she hadn't gone for a check-up because of infertility concerns, Lu Yicheng could predict in advance that there might be something wrong with her body. Otherwise, he wouldn't have gone to the doctor to get the results, which truly amazed her.
Ziyu had never been so thoroughly overwhelmed in front of so many people. Although there was a wall between them, the feeling of being watched as if in a public square pierced clearly through her limbs and bones; it was a mix of shame and mortification.
"Don't worry, Second Brother," Sima Lang also stood up to take his leave, "I shall go and prepare as well." Watching his elder brother depart, a cryptic smile emerged on Sima Yi's face.
"I do not wish to see you right now," Helian Hao glanced coldly at Wan Yuan and turned to leave.
In a haze, Qingyi opened her eyes and looked at the man holding her with a face full of anxiety. She could never have imagined that he would be the one to save her.
Registration required a fee, and the organizers stipulated that entries were charged per person—one silver coin each. Minors, spirit pets, and other creatures of the Underworld could be brought along to participate; while they were not counted as official contestants, they were charged an entry fee of fifty copper coins.
"Twelve percent of the Yunjin Group's equity, marry me." Even when begging, her chin remained held high.
"This is quite unexpected," Jia Xu paced slowly for two steps. Based on his understanding of Cao Zhang, with such a treasure in hand, even if he were to whisper in his ear for three days and three nights, he feared he could not change his mind; the task of persuasion had become increasingly difficult.
Only then did Jiang Ya pretend to take out a phone to call Captain Wu: "Oh, Captain Wu, sorry to disturb your rest." He acted as if the two were not well acquainted.
"You're the one who should shut the hell up! What do you know about our affairs?" The man lifted his head viciously, his eyes—once filled with the sunlight of high summer—now brimming with a searing madness, as if he meant to swallow the Gray Snake whole.