Day 45: Still No Thoughts

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Breaking through to the Holy Emperor is a crucial bottleneck that must rely on one's own strength; all Lin Yang can offer are his encouragement and blessings.

However, the moment they stepped inside, an intensely blinding light burst forth before them, making it impossible to keep their eyes open.

Yet the massive doors were submerged in these potions; while harmful to humans, the effect was not so immediate or absolute, leaving a glimmer of hope. Therefore, from the very beginning, Chan Seventeen was convinced that this was the entrance to the Gate of Hope.

Without magical items, Heidi would undoubtedly be at a severe disadvantage in the tournament. Since both were level-five mages, the presence or absence of magical items would heavily influence the outcome, and perhaps even a level-four mage could defeat a level-five mage by relying on them.

The instant the golden net of light touched his spiritual origin, Kasak felt his mind go completely blank, plunging into a brief trance. At the same time, a persistent, tinnitus-like buzzing echoed continuously inside his head.

Lin Can, who had been completely engrossed in typing at full speed, had entirely neglected the issue of "saving." This was because the word processors or graphics software like Photoshop on the computers he used in his past life were all equipped with an auto-save function every few minutes.

Upon hearing that Teacher Chen's target of complaint was once again Lin Can, Fang Yuxue, whose temper toward Lin Can had just recently subsided, felt the raging flames of anger flare up uncontrollably once more.

The students in the first and second years were filled with confusion when they saw the senior students of the third year all rushing out.

Drogba's diving header instantly ignited the passion of the Blue Devils fans who were unable to come and watch the match live in front of their televisions. When they saw Drogba's magnificent diving header, they went completely wild, echoing Drogba's passion as if each of them desperately wanted to jump into the television screen to celebrate the goal together with him.

Now that he understood the importance of the growth value, Lin Can naturally had to pay close attention to this inexplicably lost point of growth value.

Watching the wave-like surge of soul power rushing toward him, Bei Xia Python's eyes suddenly turned extremely panicked. Moreover, the very atmosphere in the air seemed to have been sucked away, making even basic breathing somewhat difficult and painful.
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City Lord Murong realized it was already broad daylight. He took a deep breath, trying his best to control his emotions—after all, he was a man who bore the title of a city lord. Besides, this battle was bound to be utterly blood-pumping. City Lord Murong did his utmost to calm his state of mind, wore a cold smile, and cast his gaze far into the distance.

All of this was witnessed by Qubu, who sat directly below Huhan Yeren, causing Qubu to harbor an even deeper and hidden resentment.

"Have you no consideration for this world, for so many lives and so many wonderful things, willing to destroy it all just for your own selfish gains!" Wutu stepped forward and rebuked him with disgust.

"It's nothing, this doesn't affect anything at all." With that, Lin Feng directly employed the Art of Soaring Clouds, carrying the two of them toward the neighboring city.

"However, have you senior uncles ever considered that it is precisely because there are far too many great scholars and hermits in this world like yourselves who remain indifferent to worldly affairs that the common people are left destitute, and even suffer ruined families and separated loved ones?"

"Besides, please do not blame Tianjie for boasting, but even taking a step back and preparing for the worst-case scenario where I, Wang Tianjie, along with several generals, fail to return to Liaodong, judging by Liaodong's current formidable strength, I believe both clan leaders have witnessed the outcome of the recent conflict between Liaodong and your two tribes."

All the four-colored brilliance around them merged into Lin Feng's body. Lin Feng's violent heartbeat also gradually calmed down, and the sound of the heartbeat vanished once again.

At first, there was no change, but after a few seconds, a creaking sound came from overhead, and Cortez felt his body sway forward slightly—the airship, which had been continuously propelled forward by the wind, had lost the thrust of that magical gale and began to slow down gradually.

He would no longer run away, nor would he allow the people around him to leave out of concern for his own situation, nor would he harm others simply because he already had certain people by his side.

The military cadets dispatched by Zhu Wu had not yet reached the rear mountain of Dusong Pass when they bumped into Sun An and Shi Qian, who were returning by the same path.

Lu Ning tried her best to look composed and serene, projecting an unhurried demeanor so that she could keep those senior executives in check. She had prepared well in advance today; with Lin Feng's assistance, she was determined to completely subdue these people this time.
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Flying not far behind Bufan was a wind-type mage, with many others trailing closely behind in hot pursuit. Bufan dodged and maneuvered to evade the incoming spells from behind, then abruptly exerted force with his legs, widening the distance between himself and his pursuers.

Hearing Wang Yin's words, Shi Bao had no choice but to don his armor, take up his weapon, and lead Wu Cheng and Gong Wen out of the main camp alongside Wang Yin, arraying their forces in formation to await the arrival of the Song army.

That playboy nodded, his gaze toward Qing Ling brimming with a trace of lewdness while a lascivious smirk curled the corners of his mouth, before he turned his head away.

In the primordial era of the Titan Continent, there were three major races: the Titans, the Abyss, and the Ancient Gods. Both the Abyss and the Ancient Gods were defeated by the Titans, with the Abyss race sealed beneath the bottomless oceanic abyss. The Abyss race consisted largely of powerful demons, and the demon soul within Lin Yan's body had a direct connection to the demons of the Abyss.

Akshay's lifeless body flipped backward and crashed to the ground. Amidst the crackling roar of the blazing fire, everyone stared blankly at Bufan.

After Elder Qinglin ranted for a while, everyone around fell silent once again, because they all understood that this place was indeed not somewhere ordinary people could enter, and everything they had encountered in recent days still left them trembling to this day.

According to Imperial Physician Liu's diagnosis, Rui'an should have just vomited a large mouthful of blood due to anger, and at this moment her liver-fire remained deficiency-flaring, requiring mild decoctions to clear the heat. Yet Yi Qiu had spoken ambiguously, stubbornly claiming that Rui'an's condition was caused by fatigue and instead required warming and nourishing remedies for slow recuperation.

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