Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chaotic Sword God
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Apocalypse Gacha
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
I, The Dragon Overlord
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chapter 142: Family Members' Secret Classes
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 213: They Found Us!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 394: Settling Old Scores
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 236: Heartache of the Mechagod, The Last Queen of the Vampires
Is It Too Late to Leave the Chat Group?
Book 06 Chapter 067.1: King Arthur: Excalibur! Part 1
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3708: The Spelling of Disaster
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 11: Dry Duck vs. Dry Duck
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 212: Scrape All Of the Martial Arts Legacies
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 705- King Ghost Kill
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 868 - Holy City Shaken
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 704- We do our own thing
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 755: The Cloud Ancestor
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 176 - One Against Five
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 211: A Sword to Curb All Means
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 393: The Rain That Year
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 235.2: What Is the Strongest Human? Tactical Retreat (2)
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 10: Augustus and the Sultana
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 210: Trump Card
This place was similar to the snowy plain, where one could not fly. Test-takers could only use their feet and walk.
Sweat poured down Xiao Chen’s body; he felt very tired. The place was simply unbearably hot, and he grew dizzy as a result.
The blisters on his feet burst; all that was left was a layer of blood and flesh. The soles of his feet rubbed against the shoes with every step he took.
That kind of pain was worse than being cut by knives. It was like thousands of ants biting the feet simultaneously.
The world was like a huge furnace. Xiao Chen continued walking solitarily. No matter how much pain he felt or how tired he was, he did not stop walking.
Xiao Chen had calmly analyzed the ordeals in his heart. This place was definitely testing the willpower of a cultivator. It would not present a situation so dangerous that one would die, but it would not let you continue walking on calmly as well.
It would constantly flog him, torturing him, bringing him an extraordinary amount of pain. It would do its best to make him stop and give up.
As Xiao Chen walked, blood dripped from his shoes. A bloody trail marked his path.
Xiao Chen was like pilgrim, continuing to walk forward through strong faith.
Everyone had only one chance at the Ancient Desolate Tower. Xiao Chen’s fatal weakness was his lower cultivation. Now that there was a chance for him here, he would not leave behind any regrets in this place.
“Trod…trod…trod…!”
It was unknown how long Xiao Chen had walked; he had already lost track of time. Suddenly, a door appeared before him.
Xiao Chen felt numb as he pushed the door open and looked through. He saw a mountain covered with knives and a door standing quietly at the top of the mountain.
Xiao Chen walked in with heavy steps. He smiled coldly and said, “A mountain of knives, a sea of fire, and a plain of absolute cold…I want to see what other incredible things will appear after this and whether I can clear them or not.”
Like before, Xiao Chen could not fly in this mountain of knives. He could only rely on the st
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