Chapter 30: On the Importance of Intelligence

Ning Rongrong was not in a good mood, and her tone had grown much colder.

"The Saintess of the Heavenly Stars has the lowest soul power among the five Soul Sects, but that is only because she is several months younger than me. Her true combat prowess is far beyond that of an ordinary Soul Sect."

At this, Ning Rongrong paused, looking meaningfully at Tang San. "I think Brother San should know this better than anyone."

Tang San nodded. "Indeed, I know it well. That petrification ability alone, among us..."

Qian Cangqianxi's Fire Dragon Blade was also an incarnation of the Flame Dragon. Initially, when he saw Liuyun's Dragon Flame Sword, he was both amazed and gratified. He had even said that one day he would hand the Fire Dragon Blade over to Liuyun so that the two could be fused, allowing the true soul of the Heavenly Flame Dragon to coalesce and unleash its maximum power.

Gao Xiong had been in the lead the entire time, secretly shocked. To pursue the sun while simultaneously guiding those behind was a feat even he could not accomplish. In terms of pure speed, he feared Su Huai had already surpassed him. Glancing back at the gasping Su Huai, he shook his head and pressed on.

With no time to address the astonishment of those suddenly transported into the puppet space, Xin Tian casually walked toward the outside of the building.

Hearing this, Lin Feng could not help but exhale. Thinking of the only accessory he wore in his past life—the round cauldron pendant—he realized that this cauldron was the very Supreme Cauldron mentioned by the Elder of Myriad Transformations. He had never understood why he wore it, but now he knew it was because of that old man.

Xin Tian forced himself to stop daydreaming and began to study the other abilities of his Desolation clone with great interest.

"Alright, alright, I'll stop teasing you. You've had your fun, let's go home," Meijieluo said to Shirley, his eyes full of indulgence.

Tianmingzi had already wanted to skin Nan Feng alive, and hearing him speak like this made him seethe with rage. He longed to rush up and beat him, but with Xuan Qing and Xuan Jing nearby, he dared not act rashly and could only grit his teeth in silence.

Lin Yong immediately felt himself enter a sealed room. Though it was dark and silent, the pressure on his body eased, and he was finally able to breathe after the suffocating sensation.

Shi Yong had hoped Nan Feng would offer a brilliant plan to turn the tide, but hearing such a reply left him embarrassed, awkward, and unable to laugh or cry.

Furthermore, if they intended to set an ambush here, they would at least have to send a Taixuan expert; otherwise, even if he came, the Yuqing Sect would not be able to hold him.

Seeing that Lin Beichen was safe and sound, Mo Qingwu’s feigned strength crumbled in an instant. Like a frightened child, she clung to him and sobbed uncontrollably.

Gu Shijin entered the room and lay down on the bottom bunk, ignoring whether Gu Qingchuan lived or died, without a shred of guilt.

The Nine Divine Responses is a forbidden technique that allows the internal boundary power to grow geometrically, though it inevitably brings varying degrees of backlash to the practitioner.

For tens of miles around the entire Yu residence, the air was smothered by an astonishing pressure of elemental force. Everyone’s expression changed drastically, their eyes filled with horror as they gazed at the old man in purple robes hovering in the air.

They heard Bai Yan snap his fingers, and the ice surface shattered into countless fragments, drifting toward his cuffs.

She gripped the lollipop tightly, and they remained at a stalemate. The atmosphere became awkward, and Gu Shijin felt as if a crow were flying over her head.

The two handed over their Bailuo City tokens and entered the arena without any obstruction.

"Very well, I will show Mr. Mo Yuntian some respect," Folo laughed, looking at the blushing Inugami and saying no more.

Man Sanniu walked from the city, his massive frame carrying a giant battle-axe. With his large, ox-like eyes wide open, he looked incredibly imposing.

Upon reaching their destination, a command was given, and everyone stopped, turning to look toward the mountain.

All the demons were startled by the sudden hurricane, losing their guard for a brief moment. Even some of the great demons could not immediately recover, and for a time, the entire area was thrown into chaos by the gale.