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!
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
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
The northern nether realm:
The rise of the Han Imperial Dynasty had set the world abuzz. Its swift conquest showed strong momentum, capturing one city after another.
While a hundred cities might not be much, it amassed five hundred in just three short months.
Its momentum was unstoppable, its armies capturing every city they approached. This did not go unnoticed; all the major factions started to pay attention.
Deep in the northern forests of the nether realm, a place shrouded in sinister energy, countless ghosts knelt before a massive tomb.
“Ancestor, please come out! My sect is facing extinction!”
“Ancestor, it is about to happen to my sect, too!”
“Ancestor Mang Shan, my Eighteen Ghost Sect Alliance is about to be swallowed up by this Han Imperial Dynasty from the land of the living! Ancestor, I beg you. Please come out!”
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Various ghost kings of the nether realm continuously kowtowed towards that massive tomb.
Suddenly, a wisp of azure smoke appeared atop the tomb and materialized into an elder in green robes. He gazed indifferently at the eighteen kneeling ghost king sect masters leading the multitude.
“Ancestor, you finally appeared!” exclaimed the ghost king sect masters, their faces full of joy.
“Come inside,” Ancestor Mang Shan said calmly.
“Yes!” The eighteen ghost king sect masters eagerly followed him into the tomb.
The tomb’s interior seemed to be an independent world full of countless palaces. The ghost king sect masters dared not look around too much as they followed Ancestor Mang Shan into a grand hall.
Sitting in the host’s seat of the hall, Mang Shan held a bowl of blood tea, sipping it gently.
“A hundred years ago, I told you not to disturb me without my permission while I meditated on the Great Dao. Fortunately, I’ve broken through to the Upper Heavenly Palace Realm’s ninth layer. Otherwise, you wouldn’t be seeing me,” he said calmly.
“Ancestor has broken through? This is wonderful! Ancestor is mighty! You’ll unify the northern nether realm!”
“This is great! The Upper Heavenly Palace Realm’s nint
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