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The Blood Demon Temple is still in its early stages. If they could remove their claws at this time, it would certainly limit their development and secure several years, even a decade or more.

Lv Yan glanced over to the purple figure not far away and frowned, his eyelashes fluttering as he appeared extremely complex in expression.

Feng Zhaolong, Feng Enji, and Feng Yue wanted to control that Phoenician man. Therefore, they had planted many spies within him.

Even someone with a heart bigger than the heavens wouldn't dare consider whether this person, whose left chest was pierced through, was still alive or not?

Of course, others were playing their own games; there wasn't much time for them to pay attention. After just one glance, the two of them turned away without giving it another thought.

Only after the mysterious figure completely disappeared did Dharmaraja Fata stand up from the ground. Seeing Grandfather rise, Dharmaraja Li also stood up.

"Wanting something to vie for that Nine Five Supreme?" In response to Zhou Suo's words, Prince Jade Kinship's face turned slightly hot, and he felt a bit annoyed because Zhou Suo's statement was too direct. He had always been troubled by not becoming a martial saint; no one else could help him with this matter.

Is it difficult? It is indeed. Where in the world are there any easy paths? The right or wrong choices all require going through them to know their hardships. If someone dismisses a path without knowing, who wouldn't be determined? The only way to resolve such matters was for one to take action themselves. Whether smooth or bumpy, it would have to bear the consequences.

Was this black bear planning to sacrifice all his subordinates to buy himself time to escape? Or did he really have that much confidence?

"Alright! I'll give you another day. Can we do that?" Namase Tabin asked in a questioning tone.

Lu Tianyu originally thought capturing the Nether Beast would be easier, at least not needing to enter enemy territory. He couldn't help but look back at his instructor again.

A red light bullet quickly approached, and Sun Yan smiled coldly as he moved his fist towards it with a sudden strike.

"..." Star Observation Fragment sucked in a breath of cool air, thinking this child was beyond redemption. After finally accepting the darkness within himself and letting go of the past, the obsession to find his father still lingered.

Hearing Xu Yang's words, Uncle Xu Yang already knew that his big nephew must have some hidden cards up his sleeve. However, he didn't understand what Xu Yang's background orconfidence (qìdǎo) was that allowed him to make such a bold statement.

Since then, Caesar had become a homebody in the City of Never Setting Sun, making constructs and researching magic and alchemy. Li Zha had taken up residence in an empty house near Furtuan's shop, sometimes meditating indoors, practicing swordsmanship outdoors, or sitting silently at the door drinking.

They all knew that every battle would result in many comrades sacrificing themselves. Perhaps their last meeting before each combat was also their final goodbye.

On the "Fishing Lamp" warship, a young man looked out through the glass wall into the dark universe outside.

Mu Qiong had previously been with Fu Yun'an, paying attention to him but not overly so. Now, he couldn't help but pay more attention to Fu Yun'an.

Initially, he was angry and read quickly, wanting to find errors. However, as he continued reading, his mindset changed.

Mu Qiong drank two large bowls of porridge; it was full, yet he still felt an emptiness in his stomach... His appetite had grown significantly, and just drinking porridge seemed insufficient for him.

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