Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
Loser System and Berserker Me
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 41: The Weaving Shadow Nest Is Your Most Loyal Servant!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 632.2: Reverse Scale - Part 2
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 257: Transmigration
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 335: Cursed Daughter
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1195.5- Area beneath the walls (2)
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 326 - Can You Guess How I Felt At That Moment?
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 953: Old Friends
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1195- Area beneath the walls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 25.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 632.1: Reverse Scale - Part 1
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 334: We're Very Welcoming
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 256: Enter the Door
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 325 - They're Out Of Luck
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1194- Top Flower
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 952: A Hundred Years of Accumulation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1193- Heaven and Earth as one
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 324 - A Bunch Of Fake Gods; Princess Dongfang Yao
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 24.2
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
In the eastern part of the Great Steppe, a mountain soared into the clouds. At the summit, a gray tent had been erected. In front of the tent, a brazier blazed, but there was no one around it. It was an exceptionally bizarre sight.
If someone got close, they would be able to hear a faint voice come from that empty tent on the summit.
"My master, have things truly reached this stage?"
"This slave knows, but… this slave hopes that Master will reconsider!"
"This slave would not dare! I will strictly carry out Master's order!"
"Yes!"
The voice of a woman came from the tent, and it seemed to be carrying out a conversation with someone else. But even though it was possible to hear that woman's voice, the one speaking with her remained unheard. Each time, it was only possible to hear a hoarse scratching sound.
After a long while, the conversation seemed to end, and all the voices disappeared.
Buzz!
In a flash of light and rippling air, a figure appeared within the empty tent.
This woman was around thirty years old and had a beautiful face, and she wore a resplendent priestess gown.
But she had a white silk scarf the width of two fingers wrapped around her eyes, making her seem both mysterious and beautiful.
"All of this is destiny!"
The priestess sighed as she looked at a certain point in the distance, a complicated look on her face.
The steppe was empty, but in the 'eyes' of the priestess, she could see two figures rapidly approaching.
Buzz!
With a long sigh, the tent, the priestess, and the coal brazier disappeared as if they had never existed.
A few moments later, in a flash of light, a figure appeared at the foot of Mount Yaluo.
"Supremes are truly impressive individuals."
Wang Chong looked up at the bald face of the mountain as he commented.
He had arrived at Mount Yaluo early and had been searching for any sign of Luo Supreme or the entrance to the dimension that this mysterious Turkic War God had hidden himself in.
But this was easier said than done. Wang Chong had wasted an entire day with
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