Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
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!
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?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
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Chaotic Sword God Chapter 3937: In Trouble (Teaser)
At that moment, Jian Chen felt like he had completely lost control of his body. As a matter of fact, he could no longer sense the existence of his body.
WIth his strength as a Seventh Heavenly Layer Immortal Exalt, even a regular strike from the Ancestor of the Clear and Cloudy possessed devastating might. Let alone an Immortal Emperor, it was a lethal strike even to some early Immortal Exalts.
On top of that, he was using a secret technique of extremely startling power. It was so terrifying that it destroyed Jian Chen’s Chaotic Body virtually instantly.
But in the next moment, the destruction of Jian Chen’s body stopped. The power of the Source of Life circulated through him silently, nourishing every inch of his flesh. Wherever that regenerative power filled with life force reached, Jian Chen’s injuries were repaired at a rate that could only be described as frightening.
His broken ribs were mended once more, his crushed flesh regenerated, and his veins all regrew.
This was a clash between the laws of the Ancestor of the Clear and C
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