Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chaotic Sword God
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Apocalypse Gacha
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
I, The Dragon Overlord
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 10: Augustus and the Sultana
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 210: Trump Card
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 703- Nightmare Cannibal Body
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chapter 155 - Dekan Doesn't Swindle Honest Folks
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chapter 154 - Mauleon's Wealth-Building Skills
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 867 - Godlike Party
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 702- Tough battle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 754: Testing
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 175 - Spirited Away By A Skill
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Book 08 Chapter 060: Ground Control Palace, Everlasting Nether Capital!
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chapter 141: Sealed Artifact
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 209: You Said It
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 392: The Dirt Mound on the Hill
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 235.1: What Is the Strongest Human? Tactical Retreat (1)
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3707: Searching for Clues
Is It Too Late to Leave the Chat Group?
Book 06 Chapter 066.1: Heads Delivered from Afar, Part 2
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 9: Scraping It Clean
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 208: Banquet
Now, Yang Wu had made the skin-clad skeleton angry.
He sensed the powerful pressure bear down on him again, bowing him over. He looked like he might snap in half.
“How dare you try to bargain with me?” hissed the creature, his sharp glare boring into the young man.
Yang Wu stood his ground. “In here, my survival depends on you. If I don’t demand a few conditions, you’ll kill me the moment I save you. If that’s the case, you might as well kill me now. See if anyone will help you destroy the ritual array then.”
He had caught the enemy by his Achilles’ heel. No one but a King could endure this endless bloody aura, yet if a King approached the altar, this skeleton would not stand a chance with his current strength. The situation was a paradox.
“I can’t believe that I, a King, am reduced to bargaining with an insignificant Foot Soldier. How repulsive!” the skin-clad skeleton grumbled, indignant. After a pause, he let out a baleful howl, “Damn you, Evil Boy King. How dare you imprisoned me here for two hundred years! I’ll kill you once I’m free!”
Of course, Yang Wu had no idea what the skeleton was talking about, but the pressure he faced was becoming too much to bear. Simultaneously, he circulated the Supreme Nine Profound Art and slid into the Dragon Turtle Water Suppression Stance, attracting a massive amount of water from the earthly spirit spring through the soles of his feet. Suddenly, his twelve major meridians and minor meridian, as well as the thirty open acupoints, resonated.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
It sounded like whistling arrows flew through his meridians while cyclones spun at his acupoints. Soon, the sounds combined, creating something he had never heard. The vibration grew even more intense as if his body were undergoing an incredible transformation.
As the meridians and acupoints rang, Yang Wu’s body sucked in a large amount of the bloody aura. A stream of the unique energy from below the altar also began to merge with the Supreme Nine Profound Art, hastening its circulation. This heightened the peach-pit dantia
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