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
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
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
The plaza in the center of Heavenly Yin City:
Most of the cultural Dao experts from all over the world had gathered here, interacting with the cultural Dao. At any point in time, there would be cultural Dao exchanges and clashes. Although this was an unplanned gathering, the plaza became like a cultural Dao holy land. The cultural cultivators did not want to leave, wanting to take in the aura of the cultural Dao.
Ten thousand cultural cultivators surrounded Mo Yike’s group. When Gu Hai’s group approached, they could not get to the front.
“Make way! Make way! We are the Han Nation representatives! Make way!” The officials tried to part the crowd in front.
“The Han Nation representatives?!” The cultural cultivators at the front felt slightly startled. Then, they immediately made way.
That was because the cultural cultivators here understood that the ongoing clash with the cultural Dao was between an insignificant, ignorant royal dynasty, the Han Royal Dynasty, and the Huang Heavenly Dynasty.
The Han Royal Dynasty overestimated themselves and challenged the Huang Heavenly Dynasty. However, they had hung on for a long time without a victor emerging. The spectating cultural cultivators eventually stopped underestimating the Han Royal Dynasty, becoming grave. At the very least, the Go match before them awed many people.
The Han Royal Dynasty? Another representative is here?
Everyone made way, and Gu Hai’s group finally managed to pass.
When Gu Hai reached the inside, he immediately saw what was happening.
A scroll hovered high in the air at the center. That scroll had the “Bodhi” poem written on it. The poem’s characters gave off golden light as noble spirit swirled around it, appearing to form a hurricane. The vast sea of noble spirit in the sky suppressed Bing Ji below, encasing her in golden light.
Bing Ji had some dried blood at the corner of her lips. She sat cross-legged with a sheet of paper in her hand. Although the paper was wrinkled, the words “Bring in the Wine” were visible on it. She seemed to be unconscious, sitting t
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