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
Because of this, a scream in response to a pain never before heard echoed across the plains.
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In the midst of a bustling town was an enormous sect. It was composed of hundreds of red buildings that were laid out in a bizarre fashion.
They were almost like veins running through the body. At the same time, there was a lively scene taking place outside the sect.
“Get in formation!”
A furious shout echoed out as countless soldiers wearing blood-red armour marched in unison.
There were easily thousands of them as commanders and squad leaders were barking orders to get them ready for their current expedition.
“What is happening with the Blood Crypt Sect lately?” a citizen of the town asked.
His friend quickly covered his mouth and dragged him off. “Do you wanna die!? Don’t implicate me, you idiot!”
Still, whispers were passed around in hushed tones of fear. “I heard rumours that the Sect Master is going to destroy a nameless sect that offended his son.”
“A nameless sect? Why offend a behemoth like the Blood Crypt Sect?” another asked.
The person who spoke before shrugged his shoulders, “I don’t know. They’re keeping the details under wraps.”
…
“Really, do we have to mobilise the entire Bloodletting Regiment to wipe out one insignificant sect?” a demon with numerous blood-red veins pulsating all over his body asked.
“Yes!” Another demon answered. His red-veined eyes stared darkly at the army before him.
If one listened closely, one could hear the blood rushing through his veins as they slithered like snakes under his skin.
Naturally, this was Xue Zhuang, Xue Zi’s father and the Sect Master of the Blood Crypt Sect.
Old Bai, the advisor of the sect, hobbled up behind him, “S-Sect Master, I do think we need to rethin–”
“Old Bai, leave before I kill you myself!” Xue Zhuang roared!
Boom!
His power exploded as he struggled to keep his rage under control.
The old demon fell back on his haunches under Xue Zhuang’s power before someone came and took him away.
Xue Zhuang gritted his teeth as he forced himself to call back in hi
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