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
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
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
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?
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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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