Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 937: The Eight Gates Banners
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1157- End of the street
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 10.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 612: Allowing It Once or Twice
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 315: Will
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 237: Good Things
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1156- Competition Speed
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 936: A Struggle of Dao Orthodoxies
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1155- Splitting unhappily
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 9
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 611: Old Friends Don't Meet Often
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 236: Infiltration
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 314: What Kind of Kids Do You Teach?
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1154- Not willing to accept being managed
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 935: Release
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1153- Plant Master
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 8
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 610: Since Time Immemorial, the World Doesn't Change
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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