Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
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!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 20
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 34: New Map! The Underground Sewer and Slime!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 623: Old Friend From Younger Days
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3830: Traversing Through Outer Space
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
“What do we do now? These two don’t know anything.”
Deep in the valley was a group of cultivators wearing black robes along with masks to mask their identities. In the middle was a steel cage that held the two missing male disciples, Tie Lang, and the normally reticent Jia Yan.
Their faces were filled with fear and confusion once again. This was the second time in a short span of time that they’ve been kidnapped!
It was almost as if their lives were given a bit more importance due to the arrival of something and that it was using them as side characters to magnify the importance of that something.
“Don’t worry, the other disciples are somewhere in the valley as well. All we need to do is to watch out for the human, he’s the one we want, anyway. Besides, we have the Bronze Seat with us. What do we need to fear?”
Mentioning this, all the cultivators turned to the back where there sat a figure with his eyes closed, another figure in black seemingly detached from the rest in both behaviour and demeanour.
He wore a mask like the rest, but his was different as it was completely bronze and meant to signify his status more than anything else.
His cultivation base couldn’t be felt by any of them, but the aura that he released alone told them that his power was unfathomable.
Their expressions were filled with fear and respect as they stared at him.
“So what do we do now? Do we go after the rest of them?” One person asked.
“Yes, but we can’t be carele—”
Suddenly, the Bronze Seat’s eyes flashed open in slight surprise.
“Interesting, they’ve come of their own volition and what an interesting development we have here as well.”
These were the first words that this Bronze Seat spoke since he’s been here, causing a hush to fall over the conversation that the others were having.
His voice sounded like metal grinding on metal, extremely uncomfortable to the ears.
As soon as he said this, a ruffle came from the bushes nearby and out came two figures. One of them had tears streaming down her face while the other appeared indignant with
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