115: Chapter 115 The Neighboring Genius's Indifference: Mid-Stage Second Rank? Not a Threat

"？" What the hell?

Upon hearing this, Mu Linyuan almost thought he had misheard.

Three Great Perfection Concept Realms? And on someone at the Rank 2 Mid-Stage?

He, Mu Linyuan, considered his talent and comprehension to be one in ten thousand. He was already a Rank 3 Early-Stage Beast Master, and even with the massive heap of resources from his family and school, he had only managed to cultivate two rudimentary Concept Realms to perfection! He was still far from truly entering the threshold of a Concept Realm.

With just a single volley, nearly 1,300 Nationalist soldiers at the city gate were blown into shredded meat; an entire regiment's worth of troops was destroyed just like that, leaving an immediate void in the area.

Ye Xingchen looked up at the second Thunder-Fire Meteor about to descend from the void, then unleashed his own source of fire power once more to meet it.

Old Monster Huo's expression shifted instantly, the anger on his face replaced by a terrified, obsequious smile.

Qixi climbed up from the ground, shaking the feathers on its body. Coke and Hongcha also spoke up one after another, as if this stick had already become a divine artifact.

Although he had regained consciousness, he had sustained severe injuries; if he didn't rest for a month or two, it would be impossible to fully recover.

However, Obito still carried out the order to find a house for Kimimaro. After Obito left, Shikaku couldn't help but frown.

High in the air, amidst the group battle, Yinglong saw two Demon Kings chasing down an Immortal, and a worried look appeared on his face.

Now, he was no longer who he used to be; having comprehended the power of the Domain, was there anywhere in this world he couldn't go?

Every day, Ye Feng would take medicine and meditate, then refine the medicinal power into spiritual energy. The entire process was, naturally, extremely dull.

"Shut your mouth. Didn't I tell you not to speak about things related to the future!" Zhang Ye smiled, walked in front of the dragon, and a specially made kunai appeared in his hand.

"Hehe!" Director Liu chuckled twice and said, "Look at you, 'eating me into poverty'? I think just eating a bowl of noodles on the street is enough for you. Alright! I won't chat with you anymore. I've made the call to notify you; whether you come or not is up to you." Director Liu hung up the phone after saying this.

Wu Kai smiled and shook hands with Division Chief Chen, saying, "Division Chief Chen! Then I'll head back first. Goodbye!" After saying this, Wu Kai walked out of the building.

"Of course, if Elder Murong believes that my previous words were alarmist, then just pretend I never said them, and I can leave right now." Wei Feng said indifferently, taking a sip of the tea in his cup.

The pastures at Sangjiawu do not turn yellow through the winter, and flowers bloom just the same in the winter season. After reports from various sources, it has attracted attention from all sides. This strange phenomenon has also drawn praise and hope from the herdsmen on the Tibetan Plateau. As one of the branches of the Tibetan Esoteric Sect, they naturally yearn to obtain this technology, hoping to bring a blessing to their followers.

At this moment, the lead dancer, Matriarch Nanani, had danced right in front of the giant spider. The giant spider immediately opened its mouthparts, revealing sharp fangs, seemingly wanting to devour Matriarch Nanani, but in the end, the giant spider did not attack her.

Yuan Zhenxia stood woodenly, his heart filled with bitter smiles. He had once harbored uncontrollable fantasies about Maxian in his mind. If, at that time, a Maxian who had become so beautiful had stood before him and said, "You can do whatever you want with me," then what would have happened next couldn't be simpler.

"You old immortal! You actually know the Taoist method of summoning lightning! Who exactly are you!" Zhong Zhixing asked, gritting his teeth.

Heaven is not kind; perhaps we are destined not to be a couple in this lifetime, but we can still be good friends, good friends who can confide in each other. That's what you think too, right???

The younger brother suddenly stopped crying. He cradled his mother's head in his arms; it was very heavy, but with his older brother's help, he wiped clean his mother's torn and distorted face. Then, he too possessed the same gaze as his older brother.