108. The Tongue-Extraction Punishment

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"This..." Landon instinctively wanted to refuse, but upon seeing Old Wang's gaze, he immediately fell silent. Those eyes conveyed only two words—determination. Such a look, combined with his calm expression and upright, ethereal posture, spoke volumes—confidence and pride of a master.

Before the Yellow Turban generals rose in rebellion, most were common folk who naturally could not cultivate spiritual energy. Thus, they could only increase their hostility through slaughter, their aura murky and violent, yet sufficiently destructive.

"Master, the flying vessel can barely hold!" the puppet robed ancestor reported in a deep voice. Facing crisis, such reckless speed was causing severe damage to the vessel.

Shaking his head, Yang Bian was about to return to the campfire but had only taken a few steps when he bumped into Miyazaki Natsuki rushing by.

On the other side, those who were being questioned numbered over a dozen, with four or five at the Nirvana Realm—far from weak.

Inside the Divine Farmer Cauldron, Chen Fan felt he had escaped the mushroom cloud’s radius. In a flash, he appeared on the broken flying vessel, eyes filled with satisfaction.

Tang Ning was one step away from “the end,” yet she had already foreseen her future—it was all in vain.

Such an incident occurring in the same dormitory meant things could no longer continue peacefully.

"Three cups aren’t enough; everyone should have three!" Nie Yong eagerly stirred the crowd whenever there was a chance to drink.

He never thought to make the Yun family exhaust themselves on this, for that was unrealistic. Any business with some capital knows not to put all eggs in one basket. Besides, society nowadays favors a concept called diversification.

Qiu Daitian knelt, pressing his hand against the stone to absorb its essence. The stone rose an inch, followed by a faint clicking sound of a mechanism.

Because of his words, Emperor Zhaoyuan was momentarily stunned, then burst into earth-shattering laughter.

She knew it wasn’t the teacher’s fault. The kindergarten teachers were usually responsible, but a determined person could always find opportunities to act.

He lowered his head slightly, a look of uncontrollable joy and surprise mixed with confusion, only the fingers clenched inside his sleeve trembling slightly, betraying his inner fear and unease.

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Angered, Chen Zhao immediately quarreled with the regiment commander, who was already in a bad mood and promptly struck him hard.

Comrade Xia Musheng had clearly overestimated himself, as what he was doing now was precisely what Cen Yutong feared.

Impossible! Unless the divine realm had set a prohibition, how could his divine power be devoured?

If Jian Dang hadn’t displayed it before him, he would never have believed anyone could truly do it.

Though the North Spirit Realm had a few Tang clans, they were all insignificant forces. Besides them, the only person Shen Conglong knew was Tang Yan, who had recently risen to prominence in South Wild City.

“No, no such thing!” Helian Xuanyu hurriedly waved his hand to deny. How could he think otherwise? He just felt that doctor deserved to die.

“Don’t rush; watch slowly. The best acts usually come later.” After speaking with the Pillar of Heaven, I turned my gaze back to the battlefield.

After Mu Yi reached the Yi gang and explained his purpose to He Xi, He Xi asked him.

“Senior sisters, what brings you here?” Mu Yi smiled. Since he was recognized, there was no need to hide anything.

Yanwu promised the Divine Emperor to hasten to Jiulong Mountain to secretly protect Zhang Youren, so the Divine Emperor Shaohao could rest assured.

Time passed unknowingly. Mu Yi had another dream—his parents, Qingxian’er appeared faintly. He tried to grasp their figures, but they shattered like bubbles. Startled, he opened his eyes instantly.

Kissing her, Xiao Yan was about to push Han Yue away but found himself touching her weapon. The two then wildly indulged in each other’s passion.

Glancing angrily at the smiling Jiao, Zhou Tian grumbled, then walked toward the dense forest. He found a hidden thicket, sat cross-legged, assumed a cultivation posture, and began restoring his true energy.

To persuade her to urge Guan Yuhan, the wedding date had to be fixed first. Yan Canglan had decreed yesterday that Guan Junhou must come to the capital. The wedding must be set before Guan Yuhan leaves for Loulan Kingdom; otherwise, Guan Yihui might find a way to escape her control, which would cause endless troubles.

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This was her selfishness. Compared to others from Nanyao Kingdom, she wanted more than anything to be a mother who could at least see her child.

“Ugh, here comes another one not quite right in the head. You can talk about that rolling thing later. First, tell us what’s inside the Stone Gate.” Sweating, was this the infamous Three Fools causing havoc in the Tomb of Ten Thousand Kings?

His mind grew more chaotic. Zero didn’t even know when he met Belial, what he said, or how he obtained the Light Prohibition and entered the Light Forbidden Zone. When he regained clarity, monstrous creatures were all around.

But after I logged in, though I had initially relaxed, I became busy again. The matter was brought to me by Xu Qiu.

Six figures shouted in unison, their power shaking the heavens. The sky churned and distorted like a massive tsunami, surging toward Lu Ning.

Li Yunfei smiled, “Alright, enough talk. Let’s go back to the World Assembly!” Saying so, he patted the head of the Fire Qilin. The Fire Qilin obediently called once and then dashed toward the World Assembly.

That spear nearly killed him instantly. He hurriedly looked up at the attacker and immediately felt the suppressive aura of bloodlust, coldness, cruelty, and ruthlessness. This overwhelming pressure caused Li Jing to lose his mind in an instant. The vast difference in cultivation overwhelmed him; he was instantly subdued by the aura of the Lord of Hongze City.

This kindergarten had just let out for noon. There were few students, only a dozen or so staff, which inadvertently avoided many troubles.

Everyone was dismayed to hear that the Dragon Vein couldn’t deal with the Youquan Blood Demon. They had just thought they found a solution, but that hope was dashed. How could they not be frustrated?

The Dark Night Life Spring assimilates everything. Lian Yu, who should not have done so, dragged Shen Cong here. This place is where the Dark Night Life Spring is most concentrated. Lian Yu feared the Thunder Blade Soul in the soul sea, unaware that this place was no better, perhaps even worse.