Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 926: Jadefication
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 925: Pill Master
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1130.5- Cloud Peak delicacies (2)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 596: Uncle and Nephew (8)
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3816: The Master of Profound Secrets
Zhang Xiong had saved Wan Tianlong and Wan Lanxin from the bloody pit, stunning all the guard captains and squad leaders.
Many had watched the bloody hand capture their warden with their own eyes, so they had assumed his death was assured. That bloody aura was too horrific for any but a King expert to resist, and since Wan Tianlong had not reached the King Realm, assuming he could not have survived was common sense.
Assuming his position as the mountain prison’s new warden was secure, Lie Feng had already begun to take control. Thus, Wan Tianlong’s survival was extremely upsetting.
However, Lie Feng lacked the resolve to kill the old warden in full view. He could not afford the consequences of such a belligerent crime.
When he had learned that Wan Lanxin’s so-called “younger god-brother” was responsible, he ordered an immediate investigation into the young man. It puzzled him how such an outstanding cultivator had appeared out of nowhere.
Suddenly, the bloody pit was rocked by massive explosions, and the ground beneath their feet began to sink. Frightened, the guards retreated. Those who did not get away in time fell, screaming, into the pit.
“The bloody pit is expanding again. It’s releasing so much bloody aura!”
“Everyone, retreat! Don’t fall into the pit!”
“My lord, what should we do? If this continues, the quakes will reduce cellblock 8 to rubble.”
“This evil is beyond us! We must call for reinforcements from the imperial court!”
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Yang Wu was oblivious to everything happening on the surface. The ordeal of playing the skin-clad skeleton’s puppet had left him so devastated that his body felt as if it was a hair’s breadth from shattering into pieces.
He had broken forty-nine of the eighty-one nodes, and the collective bursts of energy had shattered nearly every bone in his arms. He was badly mutilated, his internal organs were displaced and bleeding profusely. Blood gushed from every orifice in his face. It was a terrible sight as he lay there, approaching his last breath.
Yang Wu could no longer hold the sa
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