Chapter 57: Gathering Fragrances (Part 1)

Under the trajectory of the Heaven-Measuring Ruler, the previously immensely powerful tornado was torn open, a fissure spreading from one foot above Long Xing's head all the way to the tornado's wall, as if a door had been carved into it.

"Go summon the Chief of the Steam Association; I have matters to discuss with him," Prince Leer said to the attendant beside him.

Upon hearing the servant's report, his hair and beard bristled in fury as he hastily dispatched men to hunt down that extraordinarily bold giant.

The Sword Master remained silent, taking back his supreme number-one sword of the world from Ning Ye's hands, and stared with intense vigilance at this unprecedented and formidable enemy.

"Young Master Long hopes that we will reveal your ties with Fairy Du to the forces behind us," Brother Yi said.

Do you really think I would let this fierce ape leave and let the conflict between the demonic ape and the fierce ape come to a nothing conclusion?

After the door was opened, the white wolf saw an elf with a very sharp chin standing at his doorstep, looking down at him condescendingly by virtue of his height advantage.

"What are you showing off for! A spell immortal who has just ascended to feather immortal is acting this arrogant!" A voice rang out, followed by a massive palm that practically covered the heavens, delivering a resounding slap to the Sound Master. In the manner of swatting a mosquito, it forced the Sound Master into intimate contact with the earth.

"Reporting, General! We searched these houses one by one, but found no villagers at all," the squad leader of the first team reported breathlessly to the Black Wolf, delivering the results of the search.

Before the expansion of the Arab Empire, the indigenous Berbers of the Magreb region had not yet developed trade routes crossing the Sahara Desert.

Han Yueqiao had previously inquired with Meng Ping, and learned that Huocai and Xuanbai were no longer in the mortal realm, having likely been sent elsewhere by Meng Ya, which was why Xuanyi and the others were clamoring to leave.

With that, Qin Yue had no desire to continue listening to Cen Fei's haughty tone, so he hung up directly, stepped hard on the accelerator, and sped straight toward Qingshui Bay.

Therefore, he kept a distant pursuit behind Bi Yuntao the entire way, locking onto him firmly with bitter-sea divine sense.

An elderly monk with benevolent features and long white eyebrows hanging down walked over, smiling with profound meaning at Bo Yunlang. After Aman and her companion stood up, he smiled at them as well.

Han Yueqiao knew very well that rescuing Huocai next was the most crucial task, and she could not afford to waste any more time, making it unnecessary to wait for Beitang Junxiong to arrive.

Within the Extreme Western Land, there existed three transcendent beings and one king. Because King Wuyou possessed half primordial mythical beast bloodline, his strength far surpassed the other three transcendent mighty figures. He stood at the peak of transcendent royalty, just a hair's breadth away from becoming a transcendent emperor.

Sister Jiang slowly raised herself from her chair and said, "Male 'sisters' are sisters too. As long as we work on the project, we're good sisters. Go ahead."

"How terrifying! What kind of entity was that ancient corpse? Just one glance nearly caused my sea of consciousness to collapse!" Elder Jun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, deeply shaken.

She was pressed down into a chair by Surina, who even intimately poured her a glass of milk.

"Damn it all, if that's really the case, I'll be the first to agree! Let's crush those traitors who bite the hand that feeds them!" At this, Chen Yongxiang of the Urban-Rural Coalition Guild cursed angrily, his words filled with indignation.

Yet, what could he do now? He was currently even inferior to an ordinary person.

"This is fine too; at least I won't have to endure that painful life anymore." Bai Bingbing resigned herself to her tragic fate, closed her eyes, and fainted.

"These Immortal Gu... I feel like I've truly struck it rich this time!" Fang Zheng gazed at the Immortal Gu, beginning to plot how he could maximize their use for his own development.

At that moment, Xiao Zhan arrived with two special operations team members. Upon seeing the situation at the scene, his brow immediately furrowed, but it relaxed the moment he spotted Fan Hu.

Walking over, Yin Feng touched the cut; it was very rough, not smooth or neat, making it clear that this stunning sword technique was far from perfect.

Yet the human race had never given up on the quest to break free from destiny. From Supreme Red莲 to the Southern Border Forbidden Master Tao Zhu, no one had abandoned the struggle because of a predetermined fate. Even Wu Shuai, the Dragonman of the Variant humans, had sacrificed everything to break the shackles of destiny.

Yin Feng smiled with confidence. After offering a slight bow, he paid two thousand contribution points to the lean, elderly man, and then, guided by the other's instructions, walked toward a stone door.

Yuan Huanxuan said, "Under the grand currents of politics, whether it's about taking responsibility or a sense of honor, whoever speaks the truth becomes the sacrificial lamb. I can be sacrificed, and so can you—just at different times and by different methods."

The primary mission of the South Sea Fleet was deep-sea combat. Since the coastal waters of China were still under Japan's blockade, Hua Tianhai's main mission, in coordination with the East China Sea First Fleet, was to strike at the Japanese navy.

Unlike the sluggish and completely fluctuation-free sea of consciousness of the Segete people, I much prefer to follow alongside humans and witness their diverse and uniquely splendid seas of consciousness.

To make people believe the two were lovers, their forms of address had changed since yesterday. According to Li Xue, this was preparation in advance.

Floating highest among them was Crown Prince Dmitry, while the lowest was Mandorla Academy's grade leader, Yuga.

Although none of them recognized Yang Xun and Gu Long, seeing them arrive riding on flying swords, they dared not act rashly. After all, how many people in this world possessed the art of flying on swords?

Chen Hailing finally released Yang Xun with satisfaction, while Yang Xun put on an expression of having barely escaped death, followed by a wry smile directed at the bearded man nearby.

"Master!" Moke knelt on the lawn and heavily knocked his head three times. In the martial arts world, lineage was of utmost importance; taking a master and becoming a disciple was one of the most significant milestones in a martial artist's life.

"Goran, how is it? You're being discharged tomorrow—have you figured out how to respond to the media?" Linda walked into the hospital ward carrying a pile of clothes and cosmetics.

Yu Liang frowned, realizing that the new Autumn Armor Master Legion's armor masters indeed possessed the impressive strength that the elusive expert had spoken of.

"No, no, we would never dare disturb you again, Big Brother!" Bald Qiang said hastily with a weeping expression.

Li Yinhe, being very clever, said with immediate sincerity, "I can tell the young lady must be troubled by something in her heart. If you don't mind, I can keep you company and chat to help you relax."

At that moment, three pink dragons roared as they smashed down toward the heads of the two martial brothers.

"No problem, Sir, whatever you wish." Inoue Yujiro agreed directly.

Aside from Yan Song, the five vice-curators of the Huaxia City Headquarters stared eagerly at Hong Wu, each smiling like weasels.