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
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
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
As the voice boomed out, everyone was filled with astonishment and greed. The remnant energy ripple from his spirit alone could force Saints backward; his strength was definitely something that was unquestionable, and hearing this voice, everyone was scared, but at the same time extremely excited.
“I had hoped that my grave would never be opened. However now that it has been, I have no other option than to accept this fact.”
“Now that so many have gathered to rob and plunder my final resting place, why not make it into an interesting treasure hunt?” the voice grinned. Everyone was waiting with bated breath as they observed what was happening near the massive door.
“I have many skills and treasures that I, due to the situation, am forced to share with the younger generation,” the voice said still chuckling as though he was not really unhappy. The voice actually seemed quite excited.
‘Of course, he is excited,’ Lan Feng mumbled from the dantian. ‘This is just a remnant of his soul. He has waited here for thousands of years with nothing happening. Tell me, if you knew you were already dead and as the eons pass your soul imprint would weaken, eventually vanish, would you not want something interesting to happen before you completely faded away?’
Hearing it put like that Hui Yue nodded his head. The soul imprint lost nothing from handing out the various skills, abilities, and treasures, but he gained something to do before he passed on. When the soul imprint woke up years ago, he knew that his true self had passed on and that his treasures would eventually vanish, slowly disintegrating into nothing, as time took its toll on them. Time flowed on, and nothing exciting happened. Not even a critter had managed to reach this soul imprint guarding Heaven’s Door as the many traps and trials on the way blocked off every living being until now.
As the face spoke a loud bang resounded as one more door was forced open. Standing in the door was a massive man; his energy undulations were so ferocious and overwhelming that anyone clo
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