Chapter 61: The Power of Sealing!

Even more terrifying than taking a stroll eight kilometers deep on the ocean floor at midnight is not the immense underwater pressure, but rather running into an acquaintance during that stroll—especially when both you and your acquaintance are there to engage in shady business.

It is much like a pitch-black, windy night when two arsonists and murderers cross paths while committing a crime; they will not spare each other or help one another just because they are doing the same thing. Instead, they will simply think, Damn it, the number of people who must die has just increased by one.

"Ivina..." Tang Xi saw the girl's face—

"I, I, I can't absorb the lingering malice here anymore!" Red Boy cried, squeezing out a single sentence after struggling for a long time.

My eyes welled up with tears as I attempted to annihilate Tang Youyou with the gentleness in my gaze, but Tang Youyou wore a resolute expression, which made it clear there was no room for rebuttal.

Finally entering the courthouse, Qin Feng and Nian Shuyan stepped into the trial courtroom, took their seats at the plaintiff's bench, and took out their documents to double-check everything, lest anything be missed during the cross-examination.

Wu Zhan had listened outside the door for a while. Su Ze looked amiable and smiled gently enough, but his methods for interrogating prisoners were anything but gentle. Anyone capable of holding such a position would show not the slightest hesitation when inflicting torture upon a prisoner.

Just as the onlookers gathered around the Fragrant Wine Workshop felt they had seen enough and were beginning to feel a chill, a steady, rhythmic sound of marching footsteps echoed from afar. At the same time, the long, piercing neighs of horses rang out, drawing everyone's gaze toward the source of the noise. Upon catching sight of the gleaming, cold blades of weapons, the townspeople could not help but gasp in unison.

"Everyone cover your noses and mouths, this smoke is poisonous!" Qin Feng shouted in warning. Those damn ninjas really were difficult to deal with.

Back then, she would worry every day whether he was eating on time when she wasn't around, whether he was drinking enough water in the sweltering heat, and whether he was driving safely at night. Perhaps he, too, would place her phone charger, wallet, and various essential daily items into her bag, and occasionally she would even find that extra money had been secretly slipped into her purse.

This forced Yun Zhi to repeatedly adjust her plans. Initially, she had only wanted to teach her some simple and straightforward bookkeeping methods, but by now, the difficulty had unconsciously been increased.

"Chen Feng, go ahead and gather the equipment dropped by the BOSS. I'm going to help Sister Zhang Yu collect dragon scales!" With that, she began harvesting the dragon scales. However, my speed was much slower than Zhang Yu's; she seemed able to collect a dragon scale in just three seconds. That was the difference between a professional and an amateur.

Ancient martial artists capable of externalizing their inner qi generally possessed a cultivation level of the fifth stage. As the beloved disciple of Abbess Yiyin, the sect leader of the Emei Sect, Chu Wan had already reached the sixth stage of ancient martial arts. For this man in black to be able to engage in a protracted battle with her without losing ground meant his cultivation level was definitely no lower than Chu Wan's.

"Open fire...!" Never had Dayong imagined that anyone would dare to cause trouble right under his nose, and his shock can well be imagined.

With a heavy thud, Ren Han'an tumbled backward along with his chair, crashing far away. His mouth hung wide open, his eyes stared blankly, and his face seemed frozen in place.

Taking advantage of his free time, Zhou Yi called Liu Siyao to discuss the outlook for the mobile phone industry over the next few years. Before diving into the topic, Zhou Yi first followed up on the situation Liu Siyao had previously reported to him.

The pure blood energy required no refinement whatsoever. Anna's body absorbed it like withered wood meeting spring rain, and her vitality was gradually restored. Not only did the massive surge of blood energy repair her fatal injuries, but it also directly propelled her power level from the Marquis rank to the Duke rank.

"Hahaha, is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince looking for this poor Taoist?" Daoist Lingchan walked over to Feng Xiye with a ingratiating smile, placed his hand on Feng Xiye's wrist, and began to take his pulse.

Both Old Man Murong and Li Yuanxiong gazed fixedly at Nangong Chu, horror flashing in their eyes. The oppressive force emanating from the room was as heavy as a mountain, more than enough to make them look up in awe.

War was inevitable. As guerrilla warfare came to an end, the full-scale conflict gradually entered a fierce and raging phase. Zhou Yi was the one launching the intense offensive, while Tian Xiangyu, on the other side, silently endured Zhou Yi's mighty onslaught.