Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
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Chaotic Sword God
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
I’ll Take That Opportunity
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Nightmare Assault
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
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Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
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Chapter 1543- Legacy
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Chapter 782: Double-Hearted To Begin With
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Chapter 552: Ruin this Town
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Chapter 1542- Formation in the valley
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Chapter 1123: Baiting the Enemy
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Chapter 1541- Otherworldly cases
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 494 - Blood Sacrifice! The Demon Emperor’s Finger
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Chapter 104.1
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Chapter 781: We Have Returned
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Chapter 551: Chun Niang
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Chapter 1540- Three big news
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Chapter 1122: Path of the Stars
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Chapter 1539- Now and the probable future
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Chapter 103
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Chapter 780: There's Dao Over There
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Chapter 413: Teammate
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Chapter 550: Birthday Party
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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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