Chapter 83: Spirit Transformation, Ferocious Guardians

The Old Demon of Mount Shu in the Cultivation World Victory in the Duel of Magic 1286 words 2026-04-13 06:24:38

After a brief rest for half a day, Jiang Shu immediately ordered the march toward Divine City.

Inside Divine City.

The Hundred Spirit Immortal-Slaying Sword was nearly complete. The Hundred-Legged Demon Spirit had devoured all the resentment of myriad souls, yet its body did not grow larger; instead, it shrank, becoming withered and dry.

Suddenly—

A small, pale hand emerged from the belly of the hundred-legged creature. With a tearing sound, a gap opened in its body, neither too large nor too small.

A three-foot-tall figure, dressed in a dark black bellyband, with intricate patterns on it, appeared.

Zhen’er followed behind, watching Song Yiyi wander like a lonely ghost, and could not help but worry. She hurriedly caught up.

“So, for this year’s Mountain Flower Festival, may I be invited?” Li Wuxin smiled, appearing casual, but her hand beneath her sleeve involuntarily clenched into a fist, betraying a hint of seriousness.

Fengzao, the Divine Child, upon seeing Lilith, looked as if he had seen a ghost. He had just tried to escape, but was easily caught by Lilith.

Now the auctioneer seemed to understand; it was clear that this pair of rings was no ordinary item—otherwise, the price would not have risen so high.

Feng Batian gazed at Guan Yuchen, and could not help but think of Feng Xinci. A surge of mixed emotions overwhelmed him, making the nose of the once formidable hero tingle.

Yet, why did Gu Meng feel that Guan Chenji’s half-naked body was not unfamiliar to her—indeed, there was a trace of familiarity, as if she had seen his physique before? For a moment, she could even close her eyes and imagine the sensation of her hand running over the taut, solid contours of his body.

The steward attended to Guan Yanqi while signaling to Guan Chenji not to provoke Guan Yanqi further. If things really escalated to a fatal outcome, that would be terrifying.

With a low command in her heart, the soul power swirling around her body abruptly contracted, gathering into her eyes, which flashed with a piercing light. Only a shield of sulfurous brilliance, formed by soul power, remained, isolating the intense heat from the outside world.

At this moment, the light sparkled on the lake, the sun dazzling. The surface was crowded with boats, and in the distance, facilities for the dragon boat race seemed to have been erected.

At the radar station, Xu Wei had just darted aside, only to see bullets flying toward the spot where he had stood a moment before. He thought to himself.

Among them, Wang Dong drank the most. Today, he had finally defeated Wang Jian, and his joy was immeasurable. He had always been at a disadvantage in front of Wang Jian.

Within a millionth or even a billionth of a second, from the quantum dimension, information surged forth and passed to the other side.

In Sniper Azhe’s streaming room, he landed at P City. He had just rushed into a building and, using his M416 rifle, eliminated another player.

After a simple trim, D got busy. This time, he planned to tidy up my hair, which had grown quite a lot lately. D’s versatility, aside from his appetite, was another thing I admired.

During the meal, he told us the hotel was already booked; once we were full, we could go there to rest. Early the next morning, our contact in Croatia, Rebic, would take our target, Berezov, away from the country. The others would remain, waiting for Ivan to arrive.

As they spoke, the television was broadcasting news from Su County. The segment showed the scene of Yang Sanlang’s capture.

He pretended to be calm and unruffled, as if being the province’s top scholar meant nothing to him, showing not a hint of pride.

When she and Yunxi lived under another’s roof, they endured bullying from the Yunhe family, and many witnessed it but did nothing.

At that moment, a killer’s walkie-talkie suddenly crackled to life. A raspy voice came through, speaking in Eagle Tongue.

Their moves seemed casual, yet each strike targeted vital points—eyes, throat, chest, nape. Strangely, even knowing where the sword would hit, it was exceedingly difficult to evade.