Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Apocalypse Gacha
Chaotic Sword God
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Horror Game Designer
Nightmare Assault
Zhan Yue
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 386: Bedroom
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 497: Snowman
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1470- True target
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 448 - To Seize Or Not To Seize, That Is the Question
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1081: Heaven City
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1469- Hell lifeform
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Chapter 4 - The Stellar Method
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 743: Secrets Within the Tower
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 496: Middle Layer
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1468- Who says I am alone
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 80.1
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 447 - A Mysterious Green Pool
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1080: The Fall of Blood River
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1467- alone
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Chapter 3 - Advancing To The Third Layer Qi Refinement Stage
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 742: Moon's Reflection in Water
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 385: Trade
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 495: The Promise
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The three puppets rumbled forward, each heavy step making the ground tremble.
Ye Lin narrowed his eyes, channeling all his spirit qi into his right arm. Veins bulged along the skin as power surged through it.
"Seven Kill Fist!"
With a thunderous shout, Ye Lin launched a punch straight at one puppet’s chest.
Bang!
The blow landed with a deafening crack. The puppet, thought to be indestructible, was pierced clean through its chest and halted in place, unmoving.
"The Seven Kill Fist—second level? To reach that stage so quickly... his perception is truly impressive."
"Shattering an assessment puppet with a single strike? Even a 5th layer Qi Refinement cultivator might struggle with that. This kid’s no joke."
Arms crossed, Wu Shuang muttered to himself in surprise.
He had heard of Ye Lin before—the youth who’d slain Zhang Xiao’s younger brother in broad daylight. Zhang Xiao, the top disciple of the outer sect. That kind of boldness had already made Ye Lin infamous.
But seeing him now, Wu Shuang realized: Ye Lin wasn't merely bold.
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