Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1234- Su Race
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 971: Advancing Another Step
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1233- Represent Earth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.2
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 344 - Giving No Chances
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 645: So What if You're the Number One Person in Sword Dao?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 356: The Most Special Me
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 277: Enough
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1232- Both of us know
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 970: Shameless
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1231- Familiar person
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 343 - Kill Or Be Killed
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 644: That Sword Is Merely 90% Complete
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3844: Assassination
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 276: Bride
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 355: The Most Normal Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1230- Everyone's world
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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