The Charge of the Camp-Breakers

"Hahaha~"
On the towering multi-decked warship, Prime Minister Cao gazed at the rolling waters of the great river and suddenly threw his head back in laughter.
"Why does the Prime Minister laugh so heartily?"
Cao Xiu asked with a puzzled expression.
"Haha, I am laughing at Liu Bei's lack of strategy and Sun Ce's shortage of wit. If I were commanding the forces here, I would merely need to ambush a naval fleet upon this great river. The moment our vanguard arrived, should the enemy launch a joint assault, none of us would likely escape with our lives."
Prime Minister Cao pointed toward the water's surface and laughed.
"The Prime Minister speaks the absolute truth!"
Cao Xiu...

The Demon Venerable's tone carried a hint of disdain, yet between the lines, an extreme self-confidence leaked through. The very source of his confidence was none other than the Chaotic Physique of the Ape Spirit.
The Country Bumpkin remarked, "We are only terrified that you might accidentally knock off the objects resting upon our heads, for if you did, we would truly be walking a path to certain death." Only then did Ye Kai discover that each of their heads bore a single, perfectly balanced copper coin poised squarely atop them.
Chiba raised his gaze and saw the lips of the Saint of Spring Waters trembling, yet not a sound could be heard. He immediately realized the barrier had completely isolated the airflow. Thus, his wind-riding art had essentially been shattered. Under the immense pressure of the surging spiritual energy, the aura of the barrier began to emit bursts of brilliant golden light.

For the merchants of DJ, they finally experienced the tangible benefits brought by NG. Not even during the May Day or National Day holidays had business ever been this exceptionally easy to conduct.
"We're finally out!" Gu Caiyi was overcome with boundless joy. Upon landing, she began to dance about wildly with uncontainable delight. Chiba and Zhu Yan'er were likewise immensely thrilled, quickly turning their attention to survey the surrounding environment. They saw the sky illuminated by a radiant layer of colorful clouds, resembling drifting wisps of mist, ethereal and dreamlike.

Yet, unless he figured out how these people had managed to track him down, a thorn would forever remain lodged in Zhang Zhiping's heart. Although they had not yet uncovered his true identity, after being pursued time and time again, they would undoubtedly begin to sense the underlying clues.
It was not that these people were truly helpless against Guan Shanhu, but rather that Guan Shanhu had Guan Yunshan and Guan Hongda backing him up, which made matters rather troublesome. After all, if Guan Yunshan's influential friends within the municipal government genuinely wanted to deal with outsiders, it would truly be a matter of just a single word.

The Soul-Devouring Demonic Hound let out a cold snort, while the Heaven-God Monarch, caught completely off-guard and knocked out of his flight concealment, was immediately enveloped by dense swarms of spirit-fire projectiles. Without a word, they instantly began a frantic and devastating series of self-detonations.
Fu Hongxue said, "I genuinely did not know, not until I discovered that the poisoned sword used to murder Cuinong bore the exact same poison, and not until you yourself confessed that you were the mastermind behind her assassination." Ding Lingzhong's face suddenly turned ashen white once more, as if he could no longer utter a single word.

I knew it! How could there be two people who looked so astonishingly alike? If she weren't Yuxuan, how could she possibly have learned that song of mine in a mere dozen minutes or so? Truly, she is the genius I know, well-deserving of someone who can effortlessly handle any situation.
The two days preceding the Nenmen Island Guest Concert were precisely the forty-eight hours of greatest anxiety for the outside world, triggered by the mysterious and unawakened comas of Li Youyang and Li Yiyi.

At exactly 8:00 AM on August 15, 1908, the armies of the Chinese Empire stationed in Andong and Anxi provinces launched a sudden offensive against Russia, igniting yet another war between China and Russia.
Witnessing this spectacle, the members of the Demonic Soul clan felt a natural surge of dread welling up from the depths of their hearts.

"Ah, the feeling is mutual. I have long looked forward to having a face-to-face conversation with you like this, Old Ma, and personally seeking your guidance on corporate management from a business prodigy such as yourself," Lin Yuquan said with a hearty laugh. Removing his sunglasses, he walked right up to Jack Ma, extended his right hand, and clasped Ma's hand in a firm, powerful grip.
The very instant Lin Feng lunged forward, he directly hurled a ferocious right hook straight at his opponent. At this particular moment, the force concentrated within his right punch erupted with full intensity, driving relentlessly into the adversary's body.

We keep running into bizarre creatures along this stretch—first the deep-ocean behemoth, and now this insect; both are thoroughly grotesque. Especially considering this insect is actually a divine beast. Jiang Starfield had imagined his first encounter with a divine beast countless times, but no matter how he racked his brains, he never could have anticipated that the very first living divine beast he met would actually turn out to be a mere bug.