Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Apocalypse Gacha
Chaotic Sword God
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Horror Game Designer
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
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 394: Life
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 511: Show
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1488- Third level nine?
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 461 - Maybe I Can Help
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 85.1
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1091: Reincarnation (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1487.5- Limitless Aerial Mines and Royal Water Ghost Vine
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Chapter 18 - Huang Xiao's New Opportunity
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 753.3: This Official is Unreasonable, What Can You Do? - Part 3
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 510: The Second Night
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 393: Corruption
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1487- Limitless Aerial Mines and Royal Water Ghost Vine
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1090: Activating the Formation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1486.5- First time Cloud Peak boss attacked
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Chapter 17 - The Sword Manipulation Method
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 460 - Anyone Related To The Demons Deserved Death
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 753.2: This Official is Unreasonable, What Can You Do? - Part 2
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3888: Remains of the Ghost Immortal (Four)
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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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