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It descended like a towering iron pillar. There was no escape for Chase. A determined glint flashed in Chase's eyes as he activated his core technique, summoning all his remaining strength. Chase crossed his arms to block the elder's strike. The clash echoed like clanging metal. "What?!" The elder's pupils contracted as disbelief spread across his face. "A peak martial deity possessing such a powerful physique? Impossible! That’s utterly impossible!" The peak of martial deity was only half a step from breaking through to martial god, but that half-step was a chasm that most could never cross. It required unparalleled talent, understanding, opportunity, and resources.

Otherwise, if she were wearing thin high heels, his neck would probably be stabbed right through. “If you keep speaking like that, I’ll crack your head open!” Waltz growled. The young man didn’t think he’d be treated like this. He was also a Peak-Royal rank martial artist. At first, he thought that he could do whatever he wanted once he arrived in the Californian countryside, away from the political environment. But to his surprise, three of his teeth were knocked off by a woman right away. She was even stepping on his head. Most importantly, there was nothing he could do to fight back.

Something in my chest slowly relaxed. Once we found the vial and smashed it, we could return to the real world. We could start over. Just then, a faint glimmer appeared in the fog ahead—the crystal vial. I let go of Kyle's hand and stepped forward, reaching out to grab it. The moment it touched my palm, I felt a warmth. I looked down at it, hesitating. "Quick, destroy it, Nora," Kyle said behind me. "Let's get out of here." I didn't move. The small line of text from the book surfaced in my mind.

CHAPTER EIGHTY ONE MALAKAI * * Liam freezes, the knife still suspended in the air, as I make cold eye contact with him. "Get away from him, don't make me do it__" My voice is oddly firm even though desperation is boiling and pumping through my veins. The gun feels heavy in my hands, "Get away from him, I won't repeat myself!" My hands start to tremble. I don't want to do this. I meet Pierce's gaze, the blood seeping from his hand catches my attention and this is probably the first time I've seen him hurt. And it does something to me, like every thread of reasoning in my brain snaps and all I'm left with is protective and murderous instinct.

Although Felix hadn't given the order, Vivian didn't hesitate and stepped forward to fight it. At the Martial King level, a martial artist could generate Primordial Energy, which represented the peak of what one can achieve in martial arts. If they could absorb and release that energy, they would reach the level of a Martial King. Boom! Boom! Boom! The elder's palm strike sent waves of energy tearing through the arena, and even stone slabs were sent flying in the air. An overwhelming force surged toward Felix. Vivian stood firm, pushing her innate energy to the limit. She extended her hands and closed her eyes tightly.

"Are you all drugs of the Xuexiao Group? Put down all these drugs and then get out of here!" A very horrible martial arts practitioner walked over slowly. Shockingly, he was an expert at the peak of the Martial Saint Realm. Long Wu's breathing quickened. Peak Martial Saint! Such an existence was rare in this world. And yet one had randomly appeared in the Yan Huang Tribe of the capital. Long Wu felt that it was very tricky to deal with. Not to mention the others. These people were all ordinary people!

Once their strength had reached the Master Realm, they would then have the ability to transform essential qi to Reiki. Moreover, the Apocalyptic Book also mentioned that in ancient Oskia, there were countless martial arts practitioners and sects, just like those mentioned in martial arts novels. The martial arts practitioners competing for high-level martial arts skills in martial arts novels were similar to the pursuit of high-level martial arts mental cultivation methods by martial arts practitioners back in those days. The skills in martial arts novels could make one become an unrivaled master, and high-level martial arts mental cultivation methods could make one achieve extraordinary phy

Or more precisely, something had begun to awaken deep within Xiao Chen without him realizing it. At the peak of the sword, the new peak master had just returned from a meeting with the other peak masters. But he was annoyed to hear that Jun Ke, his best disciple, had gone to Xiao Peak to fight Xiao Chen. He already knew everything about Xiao Peak from Ming Yue and the other elders. The formation there would be nothing if they entered, but those below the Nascent Soul realm would at least suffer if they dared to step in there without permission. So he immediately went to find the second elder to talk about saving his disciple from Xiao Peak. But unexpectedly, when he met the second elder, it

Heather Something creaks nearby, and I stiffen, every muscle in my body going tight. It's like there's a hand around my lungs. I can't breathe. I can't move. I'm a coward. The lowest of the low. Biting my lip, I peer through the crack in the ceiling. Several Silver Hunters walk down the top floor hallway, their swords in hand. So, they're still patrolling the school. Are they ever going to leave? Or do they just live here now?

My body lost balance, my hands reaching for something to hold onto, but finding nothing. A sharp, unbearable pain exploded through my body as I hit the marble floor. A scream ripped out of me, louder this time, raw and filled with terror. My bump took the hit. And in that moment—everything else disappeared except the pain.