Chapter 79: The Problem!

“What?”
Shao Zining closed her eyes, stunned.
The next moment, Chen Fan’s hand gently took hers, a warmth and steadiness flowing between their palms.
Feeling the tenderness and reassurance in his touch, Shao Zining let go of all her worries.
No matter what Xiaofan said, he was Chen Fan.
Her sister would always listen to Xiaofan.
...

This undoubtedly showed that the arcane power of this old friend had undergone changes beyond comprehension.
It was Su Ming’s savage image, yet when it appeared and tens of thousands witnessed it all at once, a rumbling uproar erupted that could not be suppressed.
Clearly, after millions of years of waiting, now drawn forth by the scent of his own blood, this wisp of the great demon’s soul had finally reached its limit.

King Jialan was inwardly furious, yet he was the fish and others were the knife; he could only swallow his resentment.
“Wasn’t it a success in the end?” Galon readjusted his wounds, strained by the fierce action.
At this moment, Wang Chen’s blood was surging, fully immersed in the madness of battle! The divine bloodline within him caused his blood to burn, appearing somewhat wild. His heart raced, just as Ling Zhan had said: once control over power reached a certain level, fighting above one's rank was no longer an obstacle.
A vast power, enough to astonish even a mighty being of the Life Realm, suddenly erupted from within the formation. As it soared skyward, the light that burst out formed a triangular shape, shooting straight into the emptiness of the stars.
Su Ye had vanished, unreachable for a long time, stirring restlessness among the masters of the Feathering Realm.
Of course, if someone could inherit these apprentices and Zos’s wealth together, rather than letting it all be confiscated, the apprentices would still benefit somewhat, but the greatest profit obviously belonged to the outsider.
Deep within a vast space, three ancient titans stretched out their arms simultaneously. Profound laws quietly spread above the space, and within the unseen void, an invisible net descended in the blink of an eye, covering the entire area.
Lu Huaishen rose, and the two walked out together. Outside, the lights were already out and most people had left, darkness everywhere save for the illuminated emergency corridor, which barely pierced the broad floors.
“This... I don’t know either. Maybe her surname isn’t Zhong after all,” Zhong Shan’s eyes dimmed at Guan Yue’s words, his voice tinged with confusion.
As for Duan Mengyao, though she hadn’t thought as much as Li Zhaodao, she still knew that Guan Yue walked behind for his own reasons.
Li Feng returned to the Li family and asked Li Zhong, but as expected, Li Zhong knew nothing about the wooden box—he had never even seen it.

Upon hearing Wang Shuang’s words, the survivors looked as if they had escaped death. One by one, they dropped their weapons and knelt before Wang Shuang, raising their voices in unison.
Lin Zhiqiang spoke for a while, his gaze falling several times on Bai Ye, yet in the end, he only turned coldly away, refusing to speak to Bai Ye at all.
Half an hour later, Xiao Yu looked at the completely unresisting Shangguan Qianyu and praised her earnestly.
This was a remnant soul, its entire form free from frost, clearly unaffected by the cold of the Mystic Ice Coffin—a condition only possible for two reasons.
He had longed for skills, so he allocated 10 points: 5 to magic, 2 to physical attack, and 1 to each remaining stat.
Everything happened so suddenly, no one had expected Xiao Ya, who had just been laughing and talking, to change so abruptly.
The gunfire on the command center’s upper floor gradually faded. The entire building had been seized by the Southern Expedition Army. Thus, the airport was completely cleared of remaining enemies.