277: Chapter 277 Evil God Possession, The Last Trump Card

Outside the ancient mansion, countless eyes were fixed intently on the light screen in the sky, having witnessed everything that just occurred.

That earth-shattering strike had failed...

Hope, which had just ignited within their hearts, was now doused from head to toe by a bucket of bone-chilling ice water.

"Chen Ming" was not dead.

That body, enveloped in blood-colored energy, not only hadn't died but was even slowly standing up!

With a stranger present—and a strange man at that—David felt even more unbalanced by being treated with such cold indifference.

It was like a pair of scales with a mountain on one side and a mere stone on the other; the balance had completely collapsed, and his mind was in utter chaos.

About a joss stick's worth of time later, just as everyone was growing impatient with anxiety, the person the man had sent out finally returned, nodding to the leader to signal that the task was complete.

What he said was no empty boast.

With the current influence of the Hero Alliance, a single word from them could uncover the blood type of a newborn baby in any given village within three days.

Saying one week was already very modest.

In my haste, I turned back and, without any explanation, hurriedly stripped off all my clothes and threw them outside the pool.

"Forget it, I'm not arguing with you! How much silver do they need to be redeemed?" Zihan went straight to the point; she couldn't bear to watch anymore.

"Alright, take care, Uncle!" After seeing off Imperial Physician Zheng, Zihan went to observe the Emperor's condition, waiting only for the Imperial Kitchen to prepare the medicinal meal as she had written in her letter.

She wondered if her sister had managed to deliver the letter to Qingjin.

Yet, despite having so many people, it was miraculously silent; the scene was so still that one could hear the neighing of horses in the distance and the cries of eagles in the sky.

While reaching into my pocket to rummage, I kept my eyes fixed on that slender object. Although there was no light at that moment, I had already guessed in my heart what it likely was.

The man sitting in the passenger seat had remained silent the entire time.

Until he heard the final exchange between Meng Que and the driver, he cast a slight glance at the driver, seemingly in approval.

However, Meng Que did not notice this.

The intense pain surging through its body forced the vengeful spirit to let out a shrill scream, and the gray mist on its palm turned into white smoke.

Furthermore, its core had also been snatched away by him.

Several hours passed, just as the two were growing anxious.

Finally, Meng Jun moved; first his right hand, then his left.

President Bi didn't force me to stay, though I certainly needed to wait until a suitable replacement was found before I could resign.

"Anyway, since I appeared, there haven't been any humans who turned into Deep Sea creatures, though some other creatures that turned into Deep Sea are still alive," Lidao said.

Wang Maozhong and Li Yide had always been Li Longji's personal servants, but they took a backseat after Xiao Jiangyuan arrived.

However, Li Longji did not hide many major matters from them because of this, and even gave them opportunities to participate, especially this time, with an opportunity that could allow them to shed their lowly status and turn the tables on their masters; Li Longji was never stingy.

Tang Hongyu, standing behind Yao Xuanzi, frowned, his eyes full of gloom as he looked at Ye Chen.

Jingzhong was stunned by his master; it wasn't until Xiao Jiangyuan waved at him that he came back to his senses and ran to Xiao Jiangyuan's side.

By the next day, everything in the palace had returned to tranquility, as if last night's fire and uproar had merely been a bizarre dream.

Swish, the gazes of the mighty figures followed the direction of Cheng Hui's finger.

The family heads, sect masters, and the younger generation blocking the front hurriedly cleared a path.

And just after these four great formations instantly condensed, Chu Feng had also successfully taken control of the central formation.

This gap in earthly origin could absolutely not be made up by numbers alone.

It was just like a strongman possessing the strength of ten men, yet he could defeat a hundred.

However, when Zhao Chenlu became the City Lord of Jinyu, she very consciously copied Shang Lanfei's design, which showed that the two actually had a very good relationship, and their usual quarrels were just a superficial phenomenon.

Following Liu Yuling's advice, I bought a fishing rod and bait; after getting tired from swimming, I could also do some fishing to relax.

Somewhere, a powerhouse of an ancient race stepped into a human town, defeated the local experts, controlled the city, and then... XX-ed all the men.

Although theoretically, with my disappearance, it would no longer see me, but as the caster, I might be able to retain complete memories.

Long Xiang and the other two all nodded; in fact, no matter what Bai Yuling said, they would accept it. His participation was the best praise for them.

The inner corridor and the great cathedral were separated by only two long hallways and a glass cathedral door. After carefully checking the map panel, Tang Ze walked calmly toward the grayish-white wall without even glancing at the wooden door.

Just looking at the title might be attractive, but it wasn't anything special. However, if one looked closely at the content, the intensity of its impact would simply make one's eyeballs pop out.

Before he could finish speaking, he saw Shen Ruoshi, who looked like a wealthy man, suddenly erupt with astonishing power. An invisible wave of air rushed toward them, blowing the few servants in the hall into disarray.

With one sword strike, he deflected several arrows, but finally, one arrow grazed Tang Ze's cheek, leaving a faint bloodstain.

Xu Yang didn't listen to these guys. Indeed, if he were to cut down with one knife, the jade inside would be 'exposed', but that would greatly diminish the value of the jade.

The Five-Clawed Golden Dragon's eyes widened in rage, and a roar of extreme impact erupted from them.

Immediately after, one could see this terrifying, massive sound violently surging and sweeping out at this moment.

A huge dragon claw was also frantically forming within the rolling Yuan power in a terrifying posture, ruthlessly crushing downwards.

Just as everyone took a step, they felt a gust of wind blow past, and a figure flashed by, instantly blending into the mist ahead.

A burly man stood in front of the other Pains. Caesar immediately judged that this was the Preta Path, but he did not stop the other party's actions.

Waking up, washing up, and opening the shop door—although I had already decided to leave Zhongzhou City, before leaving, the shop still had to remain open.

Although he saw such a terrifying scene, Richard did not panic; instead, he turned to look at the person standing beside him. Seeing it was Caesar, Richard breathed a sigh of relief.

Emperor Wukang didn't pay attention at the time, thinking it was just a joke born of resentment, but who would have thought that a year later, they would make a comeback.