"Die!" Jiang Hang roared. His voice rumbled like thunder that struck the chest of everyone who heard it. With that shout, his spear was swung. Instantly, the gathered purple lightning bolts shot out rapidly, like a sky dragon about to split the horizon. Not stopping there, Jiang Hang's own body dived following the attack, turning into a flash of light that was difficult to follow with the eyes. His spear pierced straight through the air, heading straight for Liu Tong's chest. The closer he dived, the denser the lightning pressure that enveloped the arena. The sound of successive thunderclaps echoed, making the air around the arena feel heavy and gripping. The audience fell silent. Some even took a few steps back unconsciously, afraid of being dragged by the rumbling ripples of power. But in the midst of that terrifying wave of pressure, Liu Tong remained standing upright. His face was relaxed, there was no change in his expression. His gaze never left Jiang Hang, as if what was

The rulers of the Galaxies, as well as the leaders of prominent Clans and Sects, exchanged glances with tense faces. The urge to immediately send voice transmissions to warn their geniuses inside the peak to be careful arose instantly. But immediately they realized, their voice transmissions were blocked. No matter what techniques or artifacts were used, not a single message could penetrate into the Celestial Peak. The words of the owner of the Celestial Peak could only be heard by those outside. The geniuses inside the peak did not know anything. This information gap added to the tension, making the rulers only able to clench their fists and hold their breath, as if suffocated by the situation. The atmosphere outside the Celestial Peak was full of whispers and anxiety. Spies who were usually full of confidence were now filled with doubt and fear. But inside the peak, after Jiang Hang's death, no one dared to speak harshly to Liu Tong. Even when Liu Tong was still provoking them wit

After arriving at Xiao Tian's building, Long Murtamshin immediately moved without further ado. With a cheerful face that seemed truly sincere, he took out many rare cuts of meat from his storage ring. The cuts still exuded a strong aroma, typical of the meat of divine beasts that had just been cut, making the atmosphere inside the room change instantly. "Little sister Ziyan, you used to be very good at cooking. Would you like to cook it for us?" Long Murtamshin said in a hopeful tone. His intonation was light, like a little child asking his older brother for his favorite food, not at all implying the prestige of a descendant of a great family. Ziyan Rouxi only glanced, her eyes cold but not harsh. Without a word coming out of her lips, she took the cut of meat with a calm movement. After that, without waiting, she stepped away towards the kitchen. Every step seemed graceful, without any special expression, as if Long Murtamshin's request was just a trivial matter that did not need t

Before long, a delicious aroma began to spread from the kitchen. The savory scent mixed with the warmth of hot steam flowed throughout the room, making the atmosphere inside the building instantly different. Ziyan Rouxi came out with light steps, carrying dishes neatly arranged on the table. Each piece of meat shimmered with natural oil that had seeped in, while thin smoke that billowed danced in the air, spreading a fragrance that was able to arouse the appetite of anyone who smelled it. In fact, at their level they no longer needed food. Their bodies and souls had become accustomed to the power of Divine energy. But that did not mean they had lost their sense of taste. There were times when the tongue that had not been pampered for a long time actually longed for real simplicity. And at that time, cooking could be a reminder that behind the power that shook the universe, they still had a human side. What made the dish feel special, Ziyan Rouxi did not cook it in the way that was

Ziyan Rouxi did not answer immediately. Instead, she moved closer, letting her head rest on Xiao Tian's shoulder. The movement was natural, but it also contained an intimacy that could only be born from a deep bond. At that moment, the soft scent of her hair touched Xiao Tian's nose, creating a strange sensation in his body. In fact, this was not the first time Ziyan Rouxi had done something similar. When they were little, she leaned on him like that almost every day, as if Xiao Tian's shoulder was the most comfortable place. However, the feeling at the age of nine was clearly different from their feelings now. Something was creeping subtly, presenting a turmoil that could not be ignored. "Little brother, I miss grandfather so much too. After we have unshakable power in the eight Galaxies, we must pick him up from the Underworld." Xiao Tian nodded slowly, accepting the words calmly. However, the strange feeling that crept into his body grew stronger, something he had never experien