Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Loser System and Berserker Me
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 642.2: A Sword Is More Than Just a Sword, a Scholar Is Also a Person - Part 2
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 352: July 14
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 273: Prop
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1224- Saint Father's death
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 968: The White Bone Gate
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1223- Digging three feet
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 37.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 642.1: A Sword Is More Than Just a Sword, a Scholar Is Also a Person - Part 1
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3842: Enemies
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 272: Play
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 351: Life is a Series of Different Rooms
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1222- Sky Monument's final reward
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 967: Cultivator War
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1221.5- Evolve to level eight (2)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 36.3
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 80: Sh*t! Where Are The Potatoes
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chapter 194: Noble Strategy
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 641.2: The Temple Master Who Arrived Stepping On Morning Glow - Part 2
Raindrops lengthened into fine white lines, revealing their trajectory before becoming separate droplets in Ji Zhixiu’s field of vision.
A strong gale blew past, sweeping along the many sounds that took shape in her mind.
Dark clouds in the sky appeared to converge as she heard the rustling of leaves, swaying power lines, people running, water flowing, breaths, heartbeats, blood, spirit, aether...
Ji Zhixiu felt as if her soul had been extracted yet it wasn’t completely severed from her own body.
Her soul wasn’t like a soul. It started to extend, just like a giant octopus stretching its tentacles into the sky in all directions and coming into contact with everything in its surroundings.
Ji Zhixiu was first bewildered, then she became aware of her current circumstances.
She instinctively glanced in the direction of the bookstore and she seemed to see fog and nothing much else.
Through the transom windows on the door, she saw Lin Jie skimming through the shelves as carefreely as ever.
Ji Zhixiu’s gaze shifted to the stone gargoyle and saw close to a thousand souls of varying levels of putrefaction clumped tightly together above it, howling in grief with outstretched hands, as if trying to grab something in front of them.
Amongst them was a rather conspicuous and intact soul wailing in misery—The recently deceased “Rat” Ruen.
Ji Zhixiu didn’t see the “Loyal” sigil branded anywhere on his soul.
Haywood’s sigil was really dispelled! The moment this notion popped up, those invisible floating tentacles had already hurtled over rapidly and were constricting Ruen’s soul that was already assimilated with the stone gargoyle
Ji Zhixiu suddenly felt a sharp pain in her mind, as if she had taken a hammer blow to the head.
“Uugh…” Ji Zhixiu groaned, steadying herself after taking half a step backwards.
She opened her eyes and glanced at the opened book in her hands, as her breathing got heavier.
“Haa… so that’s the case...”
The hunter sensed that her recently transformed soul—The huge, formless, soul floating around her like an o
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