Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Horror Game Designer
Nightmare Assault
Zhan Yue
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
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 491: Red
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1461- Tian Bing
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 442 - No One Has Ever Dared To Fool Me
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1077: The Decisive Battle (4)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1460.5- Lonely Intercepting Kill (4)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 740.1: There Aren't a Lot of Truths in This World That Ought to Be - Part 1
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3882: The Second Medicinal Garden
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 77.2
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1460- Lonely Intercepting Kill (3)
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 382: Identity
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 490: Three Choices
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1076: The Decisive Battle (3)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1459- Lonely Intercepting Kill (2)
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 441 - Antares Isn't All-Knowing
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 739: The Confused Daoist, the Mad Scholar
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 77.1
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 489: Please Call Me Doctor Gao!
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1458- Lonely Intercepting Kill (1)
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Ye Zhongming's heart suddenly tightened, and he even felt a trace of nervousness he hadn't experienced in a long time.
The appearance of the God Hall’s Heaven Speech Demon Vine meant the mysterious Director of the God Hall was nearby!
At this moment, if the Director had simply revealed himself, it might have been better. But lurking in the shadows like this forced Ye Zhongming to remain constantly vigilant against this hidden, formidable opponent.
He didn’t know who this God Hall Director was or what his true strength was, but one thing he was certain of—both the Director and the equally enigmatic Great Leader of Soul Merchant were undoubtedly stronger than Wen Yan.
"Pinhall. Twin Demons."
The two men wielding paired blades spoke in eerie unison, though their faces bore no resemblance to twins.
"Saint Green Serpent. Soul Merchant."
The old man with a level-eight venomous snake coiled around his arm spoke next.
The man whose hands had vanished, replaced by two small black holes, grinned unnervingly.
"Silver. From God Hall."
"I’m Sister
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