Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Apocalypse Gacha
Chaotic Sword God
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Horror Game Designer
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Nightmare Assault
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 93.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 764: There is a White Tower at the Bottom of the Lake
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 535: Three Gods
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 534: Last Seed
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1514- Women wanting to join
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 533: Living Sin
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1513.5- Capture Ye Zhongming to be pig meat
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1107: Treasury (1)
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Chapter 40 - Unified Three Purities
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 92.2
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3898: The Third Person from the Immortal Feather Sect
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 763: Riding the Tiger
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 532: Ten Percent
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 405: Stairwell
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1513- Capture Ye Zhongming to be pig meat
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1512.5- New Saint
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1106: Infiltration
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Chapter 39 - Tang Xue
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Apocalypse Gacha Chapter 1525- 5 men 1 plant (Teaser)
On the battlefield, Wen Yan stared at the shallow blade mark running from his chest down to the Thousand Years’ shell, a bitter smile twisting his lips.
As he moved, fresh blood gushed from the wound—both his and his mount’s. He hastily retrieved a medicine vial from his space storage, applying it to himself and the beast.
Whatever the ointment was, it worked instantly. The bleeding stopped.
Wen Yan knew Ye Zhongming was also injured—perhaps severely—but not this severely. He had lost. Utterly.
The Pin Palace leader’s wounds ran deeper than they appeared. His organs had been violently shaken, and now a chaotic mix of elemental energies and corrosive darkness writhed inside him. Purging it would take… he didn’t even know how long.
At least two months before he could fight again.
His battle beast had fared even worse. When Ye Zhongming’s strike shattered the Raging Tides of Fury, the beast had activated a skill to absorb most of the impact, saving Wen Yan’s life.
In water, the Thousand Years’ defenses were absolute. On land, even at hal
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