Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Tang Jie walked alone through the desolate battlefield, a light flashing on his finger. This was an indicator that the Weapon Mantra was ready to be used.
It was a silent warning that scared away all of the weapons around him.
The Martial Lord had been the master of all weapons.
The moment the Weapon Mantra was used, all these weapons did not dare to confront it.
It was only on this ancient battlefield haunted by tens of thousands of weapon souls that Tang Jie was able to truly experience the power and majesty the Martial Lord had once enjoyed, that awe-inspiring aura with which he had dominated the world.
In front of this august figure, no weapon dared to take a stab at him.
By utilizing the lingering fear for the Martial Lord and the power of the Weapon Mantra, Tang Jie was able to walk the battlefield without any weapon daring to cause him trouble for the time being.
This ancient battlefield was huge and empty. It was hard to tell which direction he needed to go in to get through the formation.
But if one calmed down, one would discover that this place was dense in spiritual energy, the flows of spiritual energy moving like water. Their flows followed some sort of principle, and this battlefield was replete with special nodes. From this, one could see that this place was still laid out in accordance with the rules of the formation. It was just harder to detect.
Tang Jie focused his vision and looked up at the sky, observing how the spiritual energy shifted and the direction in which it flowed and scattered. The spiritual energy was like the wind, just blowing around without rhyme or reason, but Tang Jie stared with absolute focus, his fingers twitching as he constantly calculated.
He was like those people who told fortune by counting fingers, but rather than fate, he was trying to calculate the rules of the world.
After calculating for quite a while, Tang Jie finally stopped moving his fingers. His eyes gleamed as he shouted, "Found it! The energy nexus!"
He rushed out to one si
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