575: Chapter 575 A Clear Goal: The Path to Godhood!

"Are there any other ways to get in?!"

Upon hearing this, Chu Sheng's eyes lit up. The gloom in his heart was instantly swept away as he hurriedly asked.

"Senior! Please, tell me, what is the method?"

Immortal Venerable Shixi replied indifferently, "It is very simple; you just need to set up an Emperor-tier formation."

"Although you are currently only at the King Realm cultivation level, as long as you follow the steps I teach you exactly, you will be able to set up this formation all the same."

She paused.

With his energy back and no longer needing to worry about company matters, Qi Feng spent his days playing cards and chess with a group of old men in the village alongside Qu Guowei and Xu Sheng. They had a whale of a time. In Qi Yue's words, ever since arriving at Sijiaping, her father, Qi Feng, had become the most active person in the family.

He felt no guilt for having prejudicially condemned Wei Qingqing. Without even glancing at her, he ordered someone to fetch a doctor while personally carrying Ling Wanrou away.

Old Ghost had long said that the Second Elder would inevitably die at the hands of a martial artist who was equally formidable in terms of mental power.

Now, she applied the ointment given by Ye'er every day. After applying it, the wound felt cool and very comfortable.

Han Qianyu felt as if she were listening to a story. The world was truly full of wonders; there were even creatures capable of changing their appearance, and the disguises were completely different from their true forms. What on earth was this Phantom Beast?

Wei Qingqing had no interest in making small talk with Ming Ye. After bowing, she turned to leave, but Ming Ye turned and blocked her path once again.

The Red Horse had its nostrils flared toward the sky, looking quite smug. It haughtily raised its head and snorted a few times.

After swallowing the last warm drop, he asked, "Are we currently in Donghuo City?" To avoid embarrassment, Chu Ze hurriedly changed the subject.

Who would be willing to enter a sect and become someone else's servant? None of them wanted that, which was why they fought even more tenaciously.

Just after leaving the town, Cang Hai received a call from Zhang Heng. After chatting for a few sentences, he cursed softly and turned back toward the town.

She searched every corner of the room that hadn't been checked yet. Seeing that there were no clues, she went out.

Yao Yang looked at the Shatu River, then at Li Yuanlang. Suddenly, a stroke of inspiration hit him, and he guessed what Li Yuanlang intended to do.

In the corridor, the flickering lights and the endless hallway appeared exceptionally dark and deep. It was supposed to be a place that made one's hair stand on end, but the behavior of a man in the corridor made this terrifying environment seem somewhat comical.

At eleven minutes into the game, Lin Sheng's Sylas had developed perfectly, having already built Sorcerer's Shoes and his Mythic item, [Crown of the Shattered Queen], along with a classic Dark Seal.

Sure enough, only behind a screen could he speak his mind freely. He could ask these kinds of questions so casually without feeling a ripple in his heart. It was unlike before, when he confessed in person and was so awkward he didn't know what to do.

Meanwhile, in the middle lane, Yone was still in good condition, controlling the minion wave and farming slowly.

Could it be that they saw her meeting with Zhangsun Yi yesterday, so they kidnapped him to threaten her?

"Wah!" Old Luo's mother burst into tears, throwing herself into Luo Yongsheng's arms, going from initial sobbing to later wailing loudly.

Gu Mingtang knew that some people liked to shirk responsibility, then deceive themselves, fantasize about illusions, and finally turn those illusions into "truth."

Zhou Ze walked into the shroud shop with slow steps, feeling a strange atmosphere permeating the air. The layout of the shop was also unusual, quite peculiar. An ancient portrait hung on the wall, and the figure in the painting had a sinister expression, as if it could walk out of the painting at any moment.

Following Cheng Donglin's explosive shout, Li Qingshan drew his bow and nocked an arrow, while Cheng Donglin rushed forward at an unimaginable speed. Cheng Donglin was now certain that it was that guy who had written the threatening letters to Mu Qianqian. This time, when Mu Qianqian came to his shop to help promote the branch, the other party had made a move.