Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
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!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 34: New Map! The Underground Sewer and Slime!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 623: Old Friend From Younger Days
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3830: Traversing Through Outer Space
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
This was a world drenched in blood.
The soil was a dark purple-red, crimson grasses formed a scarlet plain, and the sky was a light red.
Beneath a distant red cloud, a herd of blue oxen slowly munched on the grass.
They were the only hue in this world that was in discord, their blue skin bobbing in the ocean of red like a forest of kelp. A few hungry red tigers were prowling around the edge of the herd, seeking a chance to attack. But the blue oxen didn't have good tempers and could not be described as docile. When attacking them, one had to watch out for their strong resistance.
The red tigers did not dare to underestimate these big beasts that each weighed a ton and a half.
As they sought their opportunity, a blood rain began to fall.
The red tigers were forced to withdraw. The blood rain was corrosive, and staying too long under the deluge would hurt them. They needed to find a shelter.
The blue oxen didn't care. The blood rain was another kind of protective umbrella for them. They casually paced to and fro in the rain, using the blood rain to wash their bodies.
It wasn't only rain falling from the sky.
There was a flash of light in the sky.
A human plummeted from the heavens like a shooting star, hurtling toward the ground. As that person got close to the surface, a light flashed around them, forming a protective barrier.
A moment later, there was a thunderous boom on the plains, dirt shooting into the air from the formation of a giant crater.
Tang Jie was sprawled out on his back at the bottom of the crater, and atop him were Yiyi and Tutu. The two of them were looking fearfully at the sky, both of them thinking about the Blood River Ancestor's enormous hand.
That hand of blood had been only a little bit from striking Tang Jie.
Nobody doubted the power of that palm. One slap was bound to obliterate the body.
The worst of all was that even though the Blood River Lord's attack hadn't hit Tang Jie, his terrifying pressure had seeped into Tang Jie
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Tang Jie tasting some of the local cuisine, an important part of every travel itinerary.