587: Chapter 587 The Holy Emperor was dumbfounded. Why were all the containers empty?!

Thinking of this, Chu Sheng could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart.

"Senior!"

"Please bestow that secret technique upon me immediately via empowerment!"

"I need it very much!"

Immortal Venerable Shixi was instantly stunned.

She looked at Chu Sheng's eyes, which were flickering with a glimmer of madness, and a bad premonition rose in her heart.

"You... what do you want to do?"

"You must not act recklessly. If you really create a ten-thousand-year dead zone, you—"

Chen Xiao didn't pay much attention to Liu Feifei's explanation. At this moment, Chen Xiao was completely captivated by the sealing formation in front of him.

He understood that at this time, only by showing an indomitable momentum could he possibly crush the enemy in one fell swoop; otherwise, things would be hard to say.

Did they think they could just end it after being heavily injured and defeated? No way. He had to suppress the arrogance of the Imperial Dragon Academy and Kang Yao, letting them know clearly that being a top-tier academy didn't mean they could run wild here.

Han Baihang was startled, then turned back and said, "Thank you, Jade Marshal!" Jade Marshal Wu Peifu smiled and waved his hand.

In the face of this matter, they didn't care at all about the fall of a God King. Among the people of the Forbidden Zone, who didn't have thousands of lives on their hands?

He had competed in martial arts with Xia Guangzhi last night and exerted his true qi. Although he had meditated through the night, his aura was still somewhat disorganized.

Tiffany frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and said, "We'll go watch too. Let's go back and get the car first."

Luo Tian's expression was quite calm. This was normal; among cultivators, how many had studied the art of war? How many had served as generals?

He wasn't carrying any weapons that were too heavy; the equipment he had now was merely some hundred-millimeter caliber cannons.

Just as Yang Zhen intended to dismiss the commoners before him, a graceful silhouette appeared in the sky.

Cai Yuwan's charming eyes glanced at Ye Wudao, and then she gently took his arm.

"I appreciate the compliment; my courage has always been quite large," Tan Zong said with a slight smile, meeting Huo Lao Jiu's anger with a sharp retort.

"Didn't you say you were going out today?" Zhang Niu withdrew his gaze from Ye Zi.

Tan Zong, with his back to Wang Ren, had his eyes slightly closed, a half-smile on his face. Clearly, his heart was full of disdain for Wang Ren—the man didn't even dare to talk back, so what right did he have to put on airs? He might as well just wait for death obediently.

"Then what is the stake?" Although she knew she would definitely lose, in front of him, Su Xishui was always willing to lose.

A few minutes later, a detached courtyard came into view. Just looking at the silent surroundings, if Tan Zong couldn't figure out there was something fishy, he would have disgraced his reputation as a section-level cadre. Especially when the two had just exited the previous corridor, the sound of crickets chirping came from behind the courtyard gate.

Seeing his proposal, Han Jun smiled. "Sure!" If there was one thing that made Han Jun feel university was okay, it was that Bin University had a super large stadium, a standard track plus a football field, which was much better than high school. Since he couldn't think of a way to go out frequently, he simply stopped thinking about it; at worst, he would just skip more classes.

The green bamboos were dense and lush, and a clear spring flowed through the center of the bamboo forest. It wasn't ostentatious, but it had a unique flavor of tranquility and far-reaching peace.

For Tan Zong, since Zhang Shan had issued a challenge, he had to accept it and defeat him in one go in order to gain a firm foothold in the border guards later.

That Grand Manager of the 'Water Monster Army,' the 'Oppressor of the Forest and Earth,' was incredibly powerful. He once used a hundred thousand men to besiege the Son of Death at the 'Tomb of Death's End,' fighting a bloody battle for nine days and nights before allowing the Son of Death to retreat upon receiving reinforcements.

"Looking at you, there should be 'Demon King class' existences in the Demon Spirit Battlefield of the Central Region, right?" Chen Kuang pondered for a moment before slowly speaking.

What did she say after that? Song Sanniang didn't hear it at all; she only saw her mouth opening and closing, her face beaming like ten thousand flowers blooming, so happy that her soul felt like it was flying.