Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 592: Uncle and Nephew (4)
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 19: Rat Stampede! The Monsters Are Sieging!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 296: Thirteen
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 218: History
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1122- Breaking Free
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 922: Duel
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1121- Black Mist Formation
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 591: Uncle and Nephew (3)
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 217: Stone Paintings
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 295: Twelve People
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1120- Team buff
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 921: Annihilating an Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1119- Drifting Gold Eyes
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 590: Uncle and Nephew (2)
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 18: The Vengeance of the Rats!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 294: New City
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 216: Do You Feel Uncomfortable?
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1118- Space exception
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Chaotic Sword God Chapter 3896: The Hundred Nights Ancestor’s Fate (Teaser)
Lan Caidie’s ancient seal seemed to possess an invisible force of attraction, pinning the Hundred Nights Ancestor’s soul against it firmly. No matter how furiously he struggled, he was unable to break free.
Lan Caidie’s small, thin eyes were filled with mockery. “Hundred Nights Ancestor, I just heard that you wanted to go after our Ghost Immortal cult and that you’d kill all the disciples of the Ghost Immortal cult you encounter. Is that true?”
By now, the Hundred Nights Ancestor had already become ashen. Even his soul trembled; clearly, he feared what he would be facing next.
However, he still clung onto a shred of hope and forcefully suppressed his terror. He laughed dryly. “That… that… that was just a joke made while I had a lapse in judgment. It’s not to be taken seriously, not to be taken seriously…”
“A joke? Hehehehe, Hundred Nights Ancestor, do you take me as a child?” Lan Caidie sneered.
By now, the Hundred Nights Ancestor no longer possessed the same pride as before. With a face of anguish, he begged passively, “Fellow, we do
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