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
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
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
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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