Chapter 106: Turning Back Time

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When did it begin? Lu Qingqing’s influence had already spread across the entire Northern Qi, making her even more terrifying than Shen Jin, that God of War who held a high status in the military and boasted illustrious battle achievements. Yet, as for Lu Qingqing, she held the lifeblood of Northern Qi in her hands; if she wished, she could plunge the nation into poverty and chaos in an instant.

"Speak," she commanded.

...

The creature’s face resembled a human’s, yet two horns sprouted from its head. Its eyes glowed with a flickering crimson light as it stared down at the two people and the beast below.

"The extra two taels of silver were not given for nothing. You must lead everyone to dig up that cold mud every single day," Nangong Xu said.

Sheng Jianan had been momentarily stunned at the time and had not pressed her for details, only bringing it up again today.

The people in the second-floor lobby looked at one another in confusion, unsure of what was happening, yet they could hear laughter and merriment coming from within the private room.

He had previously caused Guan Kuo great injury; now, the time had come for an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.

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With a roar, it sat cross-legged in the void, its front paws like human arms sweeping through the air as it shifted through various mystical arts.

Immediately, it recounted everything: how Mo Canglong of the Demon Sealing Sect controlled the sect, dominated the Demon Mountain, bullied Xiao Cangtian, and how he himself had activated the Blood Demon Seal, abandoned his physical body, entered this place, and consumed An Ruoyan’s primordial spirit to inhabit her form.

His words caught in his throat as a face even angrier than his own pressed against "President Gao’s"—it was that of Fatso Hu.

Explosions erupted continuously, more terrifying than those of missiles; one could sense the sheer, horrifying power within those blasts.

"I don't need to develop!" Shen Qiutian slammed the glass door shut, blocking the entrance and sticking her tongue out at Zhou Wei.

Yin Jiufeng, in high spirits, took a single stride that spanned a hundred miles, stepping directly into the main hall of the Peace Base. But the moment he entered, seeing the gruesome scene where Zeus and the others had burst into clouds of blood mist, a look of grim solemnity flashed in his eyes.

After all, that brawny man from the Canxing Tribe only possessed a cultivation at the late Golden Core stage and had limited knowledge of the Lishan Tribe’s envoys.

At this realm, as long as Tian Zhen had sufficient spiritual power, unleashing his arts to annihilate a Heavenly Immortal would be as simple as eating or drinking.

"Boom!" At this moment, Wuhuangzi took another step. Before Ye Yi’s eyes, a vision seemed to appear: in the darkness, a giant was striding directly toward him.

"This..." Everyone looked at Ye Yi’s true form of thunder origin, all feeling their throats go dry.

Chen Luo thought to himself, my friends are basically useless; they are all killers. Unless Qin Shilan wanted to take out Lin Zhenglun, in which case I suppose Knife and the others would be happy to take the job.

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Meanwhile, on the stone monument in the outside world, Ye Feng’s name rose by another thousand feet, now standing eleven hundred feet higher than Xie Yue’s.

"Is this Senior Sister Hongyu?" Indeed, Liu Wei’s gaze fell directly upon Hongyu.

To the Earth, these were merely superficial conflicts that occurred upon its surface, unable to affect anything of true significance.

"Three days at most." Park Chanyeol spoke calmly the moment Ye Mo finished speaking, while also catching Oh Sehun’s eye without Ye Mo noticing.

The child’s words were reasonable, and Xu Lin still wanted to go along, as this was a major affair. But Yun Moyu had her concerns and sincerely persuaded her mother to return home.

He had gathered all the powerful heroes on Earth. Once the Pharaoh died, those familiar faces—Captain America, Iron Man, Thor, the X-Men—were all summoned here by the Living Tribunal.

At this point, there was no need for superfluous words; the three Imperial Princes simultaneously unleashed the peak strength of Immortal Lords.

The once-majestic Azure Dragon God now appeared on the verge of death. Gravely wounded—completely, utterly wounded—without a shred of luck. One could tell from that miserable, ghastly appearance alone exactly what this massive Azure Dragon had endured.