Chapter 13191 — Wei Zhao Understood at Once

Great powers of every stripe held shares in the Mystic Tiger Divine Assembly, and the same was true of the Divine War Alliance.

Anyone hoping to snatch up talent for developing the Divine War Secret Realm would find their rivals were not merely the Divine War Alliance, but every mainstream power across the entire Open Zone of the Divine Domain.

Li Jinwang said in a relaxed tone, "But when it comes to true talent, anyone who wants to rise cannot do without our assembly. As for the development of the Divine War Secret Realm, we keep an internal roster as well—I will fetch it for you right now."

"Take a look through it yourself first. If anyone catches your eye, I will help you get in touch."

As for anything more, Li Jin...

Manager Li Xiuman had said all this out of concern for Tang Yi, as a final word of persuasion; whether Tang Yi chose to heed it or not was his own affair.

As a Saint Sovereign, his fighting strength surpassed that of a Saint Emperor by no small margin, yet at this moment the shock in the heart of the Heavenly Kun Saint Sovereign was no less than anyone else's.

After arranging the patrol assignments, Song Ming gathered the core members of the Courage Legion; it was time now to hold a meeting and compare notes.

Peerless prodigies and unparalleled geniuses across the wide world, cultivators of the Heavenly Venerable realm all, received orders from their sects and factions and set out for the Land of Heavenly Origin.

Tang Yi also sighed to himself that sacred value truly did not last; he had thought a hundred thousand or more was already a great deal, had thought it would last him a good while, yet never imagined that in the mere blink of an effort, ten thousand points would vanish.

The words "Second Young Master" nearly escaped his lips; fortunately, Wei Yongzhi caught himself in time and addressed him instead as Young Master Wei Jie.

"My thanks!" Xiang Yu laughed heartily, then twisted his body once more to change direction, still fixing his target on that Qi family expert.

"Well said. The great vengeance is done, and there is no point in my staying here—unless I mean to wait for your reinforcements to arrive and put me to the sword?" Xiang Yu gave a faint smile and turned to go.

Of course, Tang Yi and the other martial artists of the Divine Wind Duchy knew nothing of the fact that their very tidiness had earned them the enmity of the Purple Gold King Lord. After returning to Purple Gold Plaza, they stood quietly in place, neither rowdy nor quarrelsome, calm and confident.

After thinking it over for a time, Li Yu decided this was not bad and might as well give it a try; there was no loss in it either way.

The Nine Heavens Mystic Lord was a nine-headed bird of the primordial wilds who had attained the Way, the foremost expert beneath Heavenly Feather Lord's command; with him holding the line, Wentin City would not fall.

Meng Huo was beside himself with fury, and by then shouts of slaughter had already come from the hillside—a great army was storming the slope, and flames shot up into the sky.

"We have been tricked!" The other two sensed the danger at once and stared hard; where in that prison cart was the "Fourth Brother" they had been pining for? It was plainly a lean, dark fellow, his face split by a savage grin at having sprung his trap.

For a court grandee like Jin Fengrun, money was no concern, and power had nearly reached its peak; what he valued day to day was simply face.

"Whatever it is that spoke must be living here!" The eyes of Zi Li Ling shifted color without pause, revealing a dazzling, many-hued brilliance as she swept her surroundings with her peculiar divine light, hoping to discover some clue.

This move of the Barefoot Great Immortal was truly astonishing; Lamp-Bearing Daoist, Taiyi Zhenren, and Huanglong Zhenren, all knocked from their cloud-tops, could not but admire it.

Scurvy might well be called the natural killer of ocean voyages, so this incident absolutely had to be properly resolved.

It turned out that after Zhao Guoyang had settled the matter of expanding the factory with him last time, Monkey had already spoken with Village Chief Sun about it.

"My main worry is that if it cannot be done, it will hurt her all the more," Alan explained to Luna; only then did Alan understand why Luna sometimes seemed a little awkward in Helena's presence.

Meier stared in equal astonishment at Xue'er before her—that frost-white hair, those deep and shallow wrinkles on her face—how could seven short years possibly have wrought such things?

The short-haired girl came to meet us after we got off the plane, and since school started the very next day, she proposed that we drink until we could not stand.

"Go on, continue with what you were saying." At that moment Dukao, who had been silent all along, spoke up to ask. His face was set in a stony mask, but he understood that this angel meant them no harm—she had come to help them.