Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 40.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 646.1: A Sword That Subverts the World - Part 1
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 278: Control
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 357: Survival Based on Memories
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1234- Su Race
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 971: Advancing Another Step
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1233- Represent Earth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.2
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 344 - Giving No Chances
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3845: The Cloaked Old Man
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 645: So What if You're the Number One Person in Sword Dao?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 356: The Most Special Me
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 277: Enough
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1232- Both of us know
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 970: Shameless
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1231- Familiar person
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 343 - Kill Or Be Killed
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.1
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Apocalypse Gacha Chapter 1262- Sacrifice, Xia Bai (Teaser)
Ye Zhongming was surprised, not because the Saintess wanted to head there with him or because he had things he didn’t want her to see. It was because of safety.
There was a level nine lifeform chasing now with its endless subordinates. Not to mention Ye Zhongming, Xia Bai’s Battle Squad, Yangos, and the rat army; if there were ten more of them, they were still a bunch of trash.
That level nine could probably destroy all of them with a lift of a hand.
There was no good reason for her to head to Saint Hall with him in such a situation.
Ye Zhongming naturally wouldn’t think that the Saintess had fallen for him and wanted to face death with him. She must have her own goal, which interested him.
“You want to go to the Gate of Blessing, right?” Saintess looked at the abandoned small town and looked into the distance.
He nodded and didn’t deny it.
“When I was young, the others from Saint Hall and myself were injected with a thought. Everything we have came from the gods, and the proof that the gods existed was the Gate of Blessing.”
Ye Zhong
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