Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Still, he was not resigned to death. He was desperately trying to find a way out of his current predicament, but nothing came to mind.
Suddenly, a gentle voice echoed in his mind, ‘Use the Deathdrink Ghost Chrysanthemum.’
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Long Di looked all over but couldn’t find who spoke to him.
“The Deathdrink Ghost Chrysanthemum?” he asked himself in confusion.
Suddenly, enlightenment dawned, “Hold on, is that the flower I got from that broken realm?”
Long Di manipulated his physique to expel the flower. As soon as it appeared, an aura of death pervaded the surroundings.
The experts who experienced what happened earlier, and those who saw what happened to their acquaintances didn’t dare to look too closely at this flower. As far as they were concerned, it was an omen of death!
“So that’s its name, huh? Deathdrink Ghost Chrysanthemum. Sounds ominous,” he whispered.
“Hahahaha! You think a mere spiritual herb will be able to help you!? Wishful thinking!” Yaomu Qiang sneered from a distance.
In truth, a feeling of unease sprouted in Yaomu Qiang’s stomach. He and his group saw how terrifying that flower was and wondered just what Long Di planned to do with it.
Long Di wasn’t sure what to do with this Deathdrink Ghost Chrysanthemum. However, he didn’t have any other method at hand to help him, so he could only rely on this.
But… how could he rely on it? That voice didn’t exactly give him steps 1 through 7 when it mysteriously hinted at a way the flower could save his life.
What was up with that, anyway? If you wanna be mysterious, fine, be mysterious. But, was it too much to ask to simply be specific or exact in your cryptic utterances?
What was a man to do?
Wing it?
To heck with it. He might as well wing it!
Whoosh!
Long Di’s spiritual force unfurled once more from him in waves to wrap around the Deathdrink Ghost Chrysanthemum and the earth around him.
He didn’t excavate the entire plot of land that he gouged out from the broken realm. This time he took a small enough amount that just managed to cover the root of the deathdrink
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