Volume 1, Chapter 48: You took the gift and still want to enjoy a life of ease? You want all the good things to fall in your lap!

With Tang San being captured alive by the Spirit Hall, this thrilling and breathtaking battle drew to a close.

The territory of the Spirit Power Clan, which had served as the battlefield, was reduced to utter devastation. The once-vibrant mountain forests were now scarred and ravaged by soul skills.

The scorched earth was thick with a pungent earthy odor and the smell of blood, with broken branches and shattered logs scattered everywhere, silently telling the tragic tale of the fierce battle.

The corpses of Clan Chiefs Titan and Bai He lay quietly on the ground. Their blood had long since dried, yet their faces still bore expressions of lingering resentment and anger, dying with their eyes wide open in grievance!

Tang San was restrained by the Spirit Hall, his body tightly bound with heavy chains, lying unconscious with his deep blue hair scattered messily across his face...

"Tch, seeing something unclean naturally results in this kind of expression." If you were noble enough, perhaps my gaze would become clear and bright as well.

"Sit down!" Shi Zichen looked at her and said. Today, she seemed to have dressed up, looking even more radiant than the previous few times he had seen her. Actually, Su Momomo wasn't bad-looking at all! Shi Zichen mentally rated Su Momomo in his heart.

Inside the bedchamber, the heavy fragrance of dragon saliva permeated the air. Baili Cangming had just stepped inside when he heard coughing from within.

"General, rest assured." Xu Huang was concise and to the point. A vital strategic hub like Nanpi would inevitably become the focal point of contention between both sides, so naturally, it required thorough reconnaissance. With the tacit understanding between him and Dian Wei, words were unnecessary.

With two major strategists speaking up, Cao Cao remained silent for a moment. However, generals such as Le Jin, Li Dian, and Cao Ren secretly shook their heads. Given the formidable defense of Guangling City and the Swallow Army guarding it, the Cao army truly had no certainty of capturing it within a few days. Furthermore, the enemy's morale was currently soaring.

"Ah, now this looks like a proper conversation. Smile more, though as for this one, you'd better not smile—it's even more terrifying." Seeing this, Xiao Yi laughed. It would have been better if the Myriad-Horse Commander Tan Biwen hadn't smiled, but when he did, it looked worse than crying.

Before he could continue, Ji Yuchen’s sea of soul shook violently, and oceanic soul power surged forward like a tidal wave, crashing directly into the soul of the powerful demon expert.

Helpless, Yang Yingying ultimately decided to hail a taxi to take Shi Hao back! She struggled to lift him up, step by step heading toward the main road. After hailing a taxi and getting inside, Yang Yingying finally asked where Shi Hao lived.

"I'd love to hear the details..." Shen Ming was startled once again upon hearing this. Could it be that Xiao Yi still cared about petty matters after all?

Squinting his eyes, the corners of Baili Cangming's mouth curled into a slight arc, and that chilling expression sent a direct shudder down A-Si's spine.

However, to the supreme and revered senior guardian of the nation before them, those wolf bandits were nothing more than a minor skin rash, easily wiped out with a wave of a hand.

The third matter was that the Heavenly Dao had actually utilized the Illusion Demon Clan to make a move against him, which greatly surprised Ye Haoran. Judging from the fact that the Black Lotus Great Emperor practically controlled everything in the Holy Buddha Continent, the Heavenly Dao seemed to stand in direct opposition to the Black Lotus Great Emperor, or perhaps even the Heavenly Dao itself feared the Black Lotus Great Emperor.

Purity and sexiness should ideally be contrasting traits, yet they were perfectly fused together in her, appearing remarkably natural and comfortable.

Mu Yan reacted a bit belatedly, striking a defensive posture before finally realizing that a shadow wolf was chained to the corner of his room.

The innocent Mo Wuque, who had never experienced such a scene, fled in panic, ran back to his room, and began searching for alternative housing options.

The moment Yang Xiao moved, her eyebrows twitched slightly, but after a moment of hesitation, she chose not to intervene.

The Dragon Emperor called out and led everyone toward the door of the room. Everyone kept turning their heads back every few steps, clearly still unable to set their minds at ease.

Before long, under the protection of Zhang Guolao and Lu Dongbin, Liu Hai was pushed all the way forward in a frenzy to the main gates of the imperial palace of the ancient Demon Luo City.

To be honest, this was a facility that left Mu Yan quite speechless. Both the "Circle of Truth" and the "Will of the Elements" were open to all tourists, but this "Thales's Wizard Hat" was exclusively open to spellcasters of the magic system.

Du Yan gazed at the magic blade in his hand, took a deep breath, and then extended his other hand, forcefully slicing his palm across the blade's edge.

Zheng Chen more than welcomed this. After all, it was Qiu Qiu's sword, and to give it away so readily left Zheng Chen with a lingering sense of guilt. Now it worked out perfectly: Du Li could not master the sword, and given her innocent nature, she had no intention of keeping a sword previously used by a dead person.

Based on the current situation, he was confident that he could pin down the majority of the Jin army's forces here, minimizing the pressure on Bianjing's defense to the greatest extent possible.

Of course, if Zheng Chen's physical body and the sword puppet's physical body simultaneously employed this method, they could undoubtedly completely block Meiweichen's strike. However, Zheng Chen could not do that because he needed to preserve the sword qi within his body in order to subsequently kill Meiweichen. Yet, the price he paid for this was somewhat agonizing.

"You audacious scoundrel, how dare you seize my Dao-achieving treasure!" Burning Lamp was both furious and alarmed, generating a piece of Jade Clear Divine Thunder in his palm while simultaneously hoisting a golden alms bowl to strike Kong Xuan's crown.

Liu Fan spent a full ten days arranging these Yellow Turbans. After all, he had to take into consideration the local customs, practices, and land resources of each county.

The advertising fee was structured as a wager agreement, setting a series of tiered prices based on the number of newly added users, and the final cost was truly staggering.

"The Samsara states that if one successfully occupies the World King of the Dark Plains, one thousand points will be issued daily calculated by real-world time. As long as it isn't seized by someone else, you get a guaranteed one thousand points for free every day," Ye An said, his mouth watering as he spoke, prompting him to quickly eat a slice of beef to satisfy his craving.

Little did he know that although Sun Wukong did not know the decapitation technique, he possessed the art of avoiding the three disasters and the seventy-two earthly transformations, making him virtually ever-changing. When Sun Wukong was first beheaded, although the Deer Immortal secretly chanted incantations to make the local deity hold Great Sage Sun's head down, he simply grew a new head out of thin air, completely unharmed. This startled the Tiger Immortal for a moment, but unafraid, he proceeded to undergo decapitation himself.

Zhao Jiguang's face had turned pale with fright. He never expected that despite such heavy precautions, someone would still manage to break in.

Zhao Baobao, you've been with Murong Lingyue for so long, didn't you notice anything unusual? Shen Feng turned around and questioned Zhao Baobao once more.

There was a sort of... feeling of home. The ridiculous thing was that this was clearly a hotel, so how could it evoke a feeling of home?

"Understood." As soon as the voice fell, the Taotie was the first to sprint out, with everyone else shouting and following closely behind.

Normally in Qing Yan's eyes, the Third Elder was always graceful, poised, and full of demeanor. However, whenever she looked at the Fourth and Fifth Elders, veins would frequently bulge on her forehead, leaving Qing Yan unable to laugh or cry.