Chapter 56: The Injection Pen is Useless

And this exact spot was precisely where the second ancestor of the Thousand-Hand Clan had been blasted flying, causing Ban Ming and the others to tense up slightly in their eyes.

He did not even attempt to flee, allowing the flying sword to strike and claim his life, knowing full well that running would be futile anyway.

For the vampires, mastering the innate talents of myriad races, combined with their combat instincts, made them almost invincible in every endeavor.

"Do you really think I would tell you?" Qin Chuan casually cast a Bounded Field and then retrieved the Soul-Devouring Magic Wand.

He possessed roughly one million five to six hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones, less than forty thousand mid-grade spirit stones, and thirty-four high-grade spirit stones. Such wealth was equivalent only to that of an average Nascent Soul cultivator in Central Province, though it was considered quite decent in vast continents like Hanhai and Fengyuan.

Chen Mu definitely had the potential to be a commentator. It was one thing that the live audience listened to his glib talk with great relish, but even Lu Yao, who was listening with rapt attention, began to ponder in her heart whether she should buy a tree spirit next to practice with.

"Patriarch, are we really not going to take revenge?" one of the elders asked with extreme anger. He had desperately wanted to charge in earlier, but the patriarch had forbidden anyone from making a move, forcing them to just stand on the sidelines.

Chu Mu had no wish to expose his simultaneous cultivation of dharma, physical body, and divine soul, so he could only display his cultivation in the dual paths of dharma and body. Even so, he remained fearless against any Fourth-Level Nirvana cultivator.

They did not ask for a prolonged streak, just a single victory to break through against this TPA team, which was equally starved for a win, and they would be completely satisfied.

Courage: A semi-divine instantaneous defense technique, growth-type, with its defensive capability and energy consumption scaling with the master's realm.

Because of this, Chu Nan had drunk a bit too much and nearly fell asleep on top of the toilet when he got back to his quarters. Looking back, it truly was a rather amusing memory.

Xia Wantong did not leak the news of Xia Xin's disappearance either. In fact, Xia Xin's trip to the Origin Land that day had been tightly guarded by Xia Wantong to avoid causing any panic.

I also smiled. I could tell that Ding Hanyuyu was still very nervous, yet she refused to show it in front of everyone for fear of worrying them. I sighed inwardly; pushing her to do this was already asking a great deal of her, and her current state of mind was probably something only she herself knew.

Meanwhile, older-generation figures such as Gu clan head Gu Changyong, Lu clan head Lu Zongzhou, and Zhang clan head Zhang Jinglong all remained stationed within their respective clans, leaving such monumental decisions that would determine the clan's fortune for the next century to the younger generation to fight over. This meant that whoever could perform brilliantly in this punitive campaign would become the successor and completely grasp the power of the aristocratic families.

Ling Tian naturally desired nothing more, so he walked over, carried Yiran on his back, picked up her shoes, and hurried toward the exit.

Instead of asking immediately, I had Gu Lingyu sit down first, then placed two drinks in front of us. After all, getting Gu Lingyu to open up her heart and tell me everything was not all that easy. It was not that I doubted her motives, but rather that I feared she might be in danger yet unwilling to tell us.

An utterly embarrassed Fu Qin was now caught in quite a difficult predicament. If he chose to make a scene, he never expected that the dirt Chu Nan held on him was even greater than his own. If this were truly dragged out into a legal battle, the old Fu family would undoubtedly face devastating consequences.

He simply could not comprehend why this game of continuously gathering sunlight, planting sunflowers, and fighting zombies could be so endlessly addictive.

"Dad!" Luo Wei gave a coy stomp of her foot, promptly chugged the alcohol down in one breath, and sat back down in her chair, embracing silence as gold.

To a martial artist, the Zhenxuan Spirit Grass might merely be a medicinal herb for curing illnesses, but to Chu Nan, it was one of the essential materials required for cultivating the Tendon-Warming Stage.

Yet in an occasion like this, he certainly would not show it. After all, up until now, he remained deeply loyal to Meng Fanhai.

"Itachi? Indeed, back then Itachi entered the Anbu at just ten years old. Truly astonishing," Kakashi remarked with emotion.

Now, following the major battle, the cavalry required at least three to five days of recuperation to restore their peak condition.

"Perhaps so, but I really like this feeling of being adored. I also want to try being a hero, just like Kakashi-sensei," Naruto said, a brilliant smile blooming across his face.

At this, all four generals belonging to the aristocratic faction of the Lingbei Camp stepped forward. Faced with this lineup, even Chen Wanyun, who had left shortly before, would have had no choice but to avoid their sharp edge.

"If I want to join you all, I have to show sufficient sincerity. I understand this!" Black Fire was equally reluctant to send his brothers to their deaths, but there was simply no other way.

To use Kamui beneath the Kirin—the speed of such a move, one could only imagine how much chakra it would consume.

Otherwise, the Qi state would assume that the Wei state was also under immense pressure and thus eager to take the initiative to withdraw their troops, in which case they would feel compelled to make things difficult for Wei.

"With the Senior's strength, you must be thoroughly familiar with the situation across the Primordial Land. Why, then, would you ask such a question?" The High Priest's expression stiffened as he asked in confusion.

The side quests in this plane were all handed over to Uncle Hai to complete. Hopefully, Uncle Hai would be able to learn more skills in this plane. Uncle Hai had not participated at all in the assassination of General Yika, yet the mission was still completed by him. Aunt Xie had still not discovered that they were 'deceiving' her; that in itself was no small feat.

Yao Changyin intended to use Ye Qingcheng to lure the human race into sending reinforcements. Naturally, Yao Changyin had also laid out several checkpoints along the road specifically to obstruct those who came to rescue Ye Qingcheng, allowing him to discover them in advance.

Moreover, the entire barrier of the main estate was reinforced by eighteen Heavenly Star Lamps at the top-grade saint artifact level.

Dark thunder power surged around the Heavenly Tribulation Dao Ancestor, and his figure silently slipped into the void, vanishing completely.

In the thirty-fourth minute of the match, Guqian Nejad launched a sudden stealthy strike from the perimeter! Zeng Cheng was extremely focused and batted the ball over the end line with a single palm.

The Netherworld Ghost Fire was different; the only way for it to be extinguished was to burn itself out. And the manner of its self-extinguishment bore no great variance from his previous hypothesis.