Chapter 162 Mysteries Hidden Within the Water

Before Zhao Yuan could even react, he was dragged straight underwater by the entity. Looking back down, he discovered that the spot where he had first stood was actually like a mirror.

"Who on earth are you? Why did you bring me here, and what is your purpose!"

As Zhao Yuan uttered these words, a trace of helpless contraception lingered on his face. Given the present circumstances, if this matter could not be clarified, whatever had recently transpired here was something he could never have anticipated. Furthermore, with things having reached this state, all he could do was reckon with the sheer magnitude of the situation awaiting his resolution.

"Stop asking who I am. Under these circumstances, if you refuse to follow me inside, you—"

Jiayu watched calmly as the various American elite classes in the courtroom went by, observing how they remained impeccably dressed and flushed with health even in this apocalyptic world of extreme material scarcity.

Daozhen's eyes split with fury. Every single inner-disciple represented a foundation of Mount Shu, yet now more than half of them had suffered casualties in the Demon-Locking Pagoda at the back of the sect! The transforming-demon water spread downward along the terrain, dissolving everything it touched. Fortunately, the breached gap was located between the seventh and eighth levels, so the outflowing water did not submerge the entirety of Mount Shu.

Had they not privately agreed to go to the trial grounds and left the plaza of the heritage site earlier, perhaps none of this would have happened. Ye Tian would not have been injured, nor would they have suffered from hunger due to a lack of provisions.

A minute later, the ceaseless streams of light from the jade-stone tree finally quieted down, and the tree resumed its warm, jade-like appearance, glowing with fluorescent light.

"Greetings, master and madam." Summoned to their presence, Red Thread stepped forward and bowed. Dressed in green with her hair tied in double buns, she possessed a pretty face and a graceful demeanor. Compared to the other maids nearby, an air of uncommon refinement emanated from her.

Old master had managed Yan Yan's eldest uncle, but the uncle was not Yan Yan's parent. No matter how good their relationship was, the ultimate consent still had to come from Yan Yan's mom and dad.

The blade and the hilt were separate. With a mighty twist from Huo Hai, a heavy Green Dragon Crescent Blade appeared in the arena.

Everyone's attention at this moment was completely drawn by Dameng, and brandishing the baseball bats in their hands, they charged toward him.

Following the instructions of 9527, Geng Haoshi used his left hand to bounce the ball off the ground, and with his right hand... volleyed the ball directly back into his left hand.

It was a genuine upheaval of earth and mountains. Yun Shuiyao and the others only felt a tremor beneath their feet, and some loosened rocks came crashing down from Mount Yunwu, sending both the righteous and demonic factions scurrying in disarray.

Such an absurd thought suddenly popped into Chen Bao's mind. Could it be that when those immortals made calculations with their fingers, they were actually manipulating the overall operation of the microscopic universe within their bodies, thereby deriving unimaginably profound conclusions?

None of the people present were fools, especially the group of officials behind Wei Ming, who were the absolute epitome of cleverness.

Zombies were different. They were bone-hollow stupid, devoid of thought, and incapable of fear. Even if every single zombie perished in battle here, not a single one would take a step back.

Unexpectedly, just as they were laughing heartily, the rapid sound of approaching hoofbeats echoed from afar. The two instantly stopped laughing, exchanging awkward glances, unable to utter a word for a moment.

The power of the golden core within his dantian, which had been continuously suppressed, instantly shattered amidst these fluctuations.

The person outside the door walked in with a smug look. There was only one leader, while his subordinates had been intercepted outside the door by the agents of the Department of Heavenly Hammers.

Yan Jiwu had always trusted his own judgment; Song Qingfeng's marksmanship should be characterized by agility and speed, which meant his physical force would inevitably fall somewhat short.

Although their degree of evolution was very low, Earthlings possessed extraordinary talent, and given time, they would surely stand once again among the powerful races of the universe.

Huaguang Group was a state-owned enterprise primarily engaged in the production of LEDs, semiconductors, and smart chips. Although it lacked the massive trillion-yuan market capitalization of state giants like the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China or the two major oil conglomerates, backed by the central authorities, acquiring a 10% stake in the Sanchuan Consortium posed absolutely no problem.

Looking at the empty expanse before him with a complex gaze, Jiang Chen sighed, his eyes instantly turning sharp. A red glow surged in his hand, revealing a vermilion-gold token. The plain before them suddenly grew blurry, space began to twist, and a spatial passage abruptly materialized before the four of them.