(161) Rank Suppression

Apocalypse of Natural Disasters: Go Mad, Become a Dragon First! Cheng Ying 1384 words 2026-04-01 08:03:50

Hissing filled the air as a swarm of serpents writhed, their murderous intent piercing the sky.
Liang Zuan flicked his fingertips, and vines grew with astonishing speed. A surge of vibrant green radiated a terrifying power.
Normally, a low-ranked entity facing a high-ranked one would flee in panic, but at this moment, the viper’s dark, vertical pupils had changed color. Dense red veins crawled all over the depths of its eyes, staining them a rusted, blackened hue, brimming with bloodthirsty excitement.
It commanded the horde of snakes to crash against the spatial barrier alongside it.
However, the vines contained—
Originally, Sector Two and Sector Three had been constructed simultaneously, placing the two areas in very close proximity, allowing them to keep watch over one another.

With ferocity blazing in his eyes, Ye Ming glared at Hanshan and said coldly. Under that murderous gaze, even Hanshan felt a chill run down his spine. After all, people of their sort cherished their lives above all else, yet in order to escape this prison, he still hardened his scalp and looked at Ye Ming.

Lei Mingxuan fell silent. She did not know how to respond, because even she herself had no idea why she possessed such power.

"Must we train ourselves just like the men?" Hua Sijin asked, looking at her with a resolute gaze. "I can do it," she added, psyching herself up.

Coupled with such yield-boosting methods, cultivating newcomers with the Lotus Platform of Purity yielded twice the results with half the effort.

"Learn from us, and we can teach others too," they said, looking at one another with foolish grins.

Perhaps back then, he shouldn't have stepped forward to stop Shen Qin. A place already rotted to its core would be better off destroyed.

Though these few Transcendents of the Ascension Realm might rarely meet or converse, their understanding of one another was actually quite profound.

For a major client like this who casually dropped half a million, he certainly needed to hold on tight.

"Come in! I've already bathed, drank some ginger soup, and crawled under the covers," Han Qinghu said with an amused smile, stepping aside to make way.

Struggling, Zhang Shaozhuo managed to climb to his feet, put on his clothes, and went outside to hail a taxi toward the town where the Immortal Venerable resided.

Zhang Meng immediately followed Zhang Shaozhuo. However, the moment they stepped outside, he found that the surroundings had somehow plunged into pitch darkness. When he swept his flashlight around, Zhang Shaozhuo and Ye Qiong had vanished, along with the two police officers who had accompanied him.

Talking with a clever person is exhausting most of the time, yet delightfully easy at other times. Take right now, for instance—trying to guess what an ordinary person thinks is simply exhausting.

Before long, a burst of golden flames suddenly erupted from the Exquisite Fire Pagoda. Xu Tian knew that was his own aura, and subsequently, his mind began absorbing all the information regarding the Exquisite Fire Pagoda. When Xu Tian opened his eyes, his face was filled with pleasant surprise.

From the moment Ye Chu observed the past, present, and future, he had not only acquired all sorts of deep secrets, but also every divine art and secret technique imaginable.

However, this name was rarely used; it was a life-saving measure known only to those Zhang Shaozhuo trusted implicitly, and those who knew understood the unwritten rules.

"Don't be so surprised. That fat man must practice some kind of sonic cultivation technique," Alina said nonchalantly, tossing half of a cyan spirit stone in her hand... while the other half remained in Yu Hao's grasp.

"Officer, you'll get used to it once you're accustomed to it. Take some back to try the novelty. Try it, you'll get used to it, it really is delicious," the man in white persisted relentlessly.

"Is this... preparing for a decisive battle?" Pang De asked excitedly, his hands releasing the reins to grip the great saber at his waist tightly.

After the members of the Spirit Serpent Island searched the surrounding hundred miles of sea and found no sign of the water demon, they returned to the serpent ship one after another.

Yet joy lingered on everyone's faces; it seemed the Grand Priest was not so bad after all, at least capable of telling right from wrong.

"By avoiding dangerous matters, do you mean the current succession struggle within the Salins Kingdom?" Avi settled back into his hanging chair.

Even the upper echelons of the Martial League praised him endlessly; what qualification did an ordinary person like Lin Yu have to mock him?