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!
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
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
A cold and unfeeling voice echoed out.
“So I’ll just beat your asses cuz chances are you’re here to tell me something important-ish. Tropes and all that nonsense.”
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Long Di, with his sabre, charged into the group of elders before an explosion of fire and lightning engulfed the area.
Unlike Qin Ling who was looking all over, Shen Ling and Xiannu Liang didn’t even look at Long Di’s battlefield since they knew he was fine.
After all, Long Di took on a First Fusion Martial Grandmaster by himself. Even if a hundred Martial Masters charged towards him, he would still win.
As Shen Ling and Xiannu Liang faced off against their foes, they counted six of them. Their cultivations stood at either the peak of the Ninth Duan of the Cauldron Forging Realm or the First Core of the Core Formation Realm.
“Give us the spiritual artefact!” the same youth that spoke before ordered Xiannu Liang.
“If you do, maybe we won’t rough you up too much!” another one sneered.
Shen Ling saw this and smiled before she liberated her cauldrons.
D-D-D-D-Dum…
“W-What!?”
“Where did she come from!?”
“S-So pretty…”
Exclamations rang out when Shen Ling’s existence came to light. They were both enamoured and shocked by her.
Nine pitch-black abyssal cauldrons quietly emerged into being. The patterns engraved into them couldn’t even be made out since they reflected no light. They were like cauldron-shaped stains burned into the fabric of reality.
Not even their rotations could be made out due to their mysterious quality. They carried an eerie beauty not unlike their master.
The disciples that looked at them found themselves unable to escape from their all-encompassing nature.
“Don’t look at them!”
A shout backed with spiritual force rang out, shaking them from their stupor. The elders who accompanied them saw what was happening and were shocked.
They all took the initiative to look at the young ones’ side to see what was happening. When they saw Long Shen Ling’s cauldrons, an irrational fear gripped them!
They hadn’t even noticed Shen Ling before she int
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