Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Apocalypse Gacha
Chaotic Sword God
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Horror Game Designer
Nightmare Assault
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I’ll Take That Opportunity
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1492.5- Xia Lei's decision
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 514: Scary Bai Feng
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Chapter 21 - Wang Yun
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 464 - He's A Legend
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Chapter 1492- Xia Lei's decision
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 755.1: Giving You an Opportunity to Become the Great General - Part 1
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3889: Xing Caijian’s Warning
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 395: Sister
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 513: Ritual
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Chapter 1491- Advancing instead of retreating
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Chapter 20 - Black Gold
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 463 - The Godly General Status Is Quite Useful
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Chapter 1490- Scram
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 85.2
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 754.2: All With Reasons to Kill - Part 2
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Chapter 1489- Conning Death King Tree
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 512: The Owner
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Chapter 1488.5- Third level nine?
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Another World Trip: Journey with My Cat and an Otaku Loli Goddess Chapter 407 - A Corpse Who Blackfaces (Teaser)
They looked upon the body of the Sect Master of Golden Lion Gate, Huang Jianyu.
At the same time, a chilling laughter rang out within the formation.
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Long Di was surprised to see the Sect Master standing once more.
He still wore his Sect Master robes from before, but they were in tatters and also dried out, as if they succumbed to the ravages of time.
Not only that, but his body was also completely black as if the devil splashed ink all over it. There was a dull sheen to the colour as well.
It gave one the impression that it was impregnable somehow, that it couldn’t be breached. What was even more jarring was that all the wounds he suffered at Long Di’s hands were still there.
Even more surprising than this was that there was more. Large garish cracks covered the entirety of the body as if it was on the verge of breaking down.
Yet, despite all this, what really caused cold sweat to wash the backs of all the experts here, was that there were no spiritual fluctuations nor life energy to be felt.
This was a corpse!
“Hey, did you know
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