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 1533- Run first (Teaser)
Ye Zhongming hadn’t used this ability in a long time—not because he didn’t want to, but because his equipment's limitations and ever-increasing power meant activating it now required an exorbitant amount of mental energy.
He still wouldn't have used it if he were still wearing his old gauntlets. Depleting his mental reserves while already blinded would’ve been suicidal.
With unknown dangers lurking ahead, recklessly exhausting his mental strength was far from wise.
But now it was different.
The gauntlets on his hands were no longer the blue-grade trash of the past.
He now wore the Dread Gauntlets—a genuine purple-grade piece of equipment.
Against these foes, Ye Zhongming poured a quarter of his mental energy into this single Cloud Slice.
A quarter of his reserves likely surpassed forty times the total mental capacity of most evolved.
The resulting death rays sliced through everything in their path.
Sister Bo was the nearest.
Her hammers had been inches from crushing Ye Zhongming’s skull. She’d even roared in triumph mid-swing.
Then—li
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