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
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
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
A collection of temples rested within a place cast in deep shadows and sacred silence. Atop one of them was a statue of a figure that appeared fierce beyond all reason.
The figure was decked in muscles all over and wore only a simple tattered loincloth. His hair was long and unkempt with menacing canine teeth. Electric eyes generated fear in those who would look into them.
Whoever sculpted this figure was a master at the craft and nothing less. The statue need only move, and no one would mistake it for anything but what it epitomised.
However, it didn’t move. It didn’t shake save for the faint light that it constantly gave off. This was its goal, its purpose, to be a beacon for a demon, a special type of demon, a Yu Lang Demon.
Within this temple, along a hall of clear flames steeped in an eerie glow, was a figure startlingly similar to the statue perched outside.
This figure sat lotus style with the tips of its claws on one hand, touching the claws of the other. Looking closely at this would also show that this figure had crystal claws with crystalline runes flashing within them that ran from the crystal claws down both arms.
Grey wolf-like ears peeked through the grey-ish hair that fell to shoulder length. The occasional snarl that marred this figure’s face revealed the glinting fangs that would rip asunder any and all who would cross them.
This all came together into a young boy, handsome really, who bespoke danger in every part of him. There was a bloodthirsty quality that couldn’t be hidden.
Cauldrons spun slowly around the figure in a mysterious rhythm. As the cauldrons pulsated, so did the crystal claws and the tattoos in turn.
Shu!
Without warning, a pair of eyes flashed open, and the figure stood up in a rush and hurried out of the Yu Lang Temple.
The light from the sun dispelled the darkness that veiled the figure’s identity. Who else could it be but Tie Lang?
He was far different from before. His physique underwent a startling transformation. Aside from the crystal claws that tipped every finger and the
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