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
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
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
Yue Bingyun’s expression changed as she quickly flew over. Then, she helped up Xiao Chen, who had dropped to one knee.
“What happened?”
Xiao Chen’s expression looked somewhat unsightly. After he calmed himself, his complexion flushed, and he said with a frown, “There is a half-step Martial Emperor in closed-door cultivation at a Dragon Vein. It will probably be even harder now to obtain the Life and Death Art.”
The extreme western side of Black Water Island contained a majestic set of snowy mountains. A middle-aged man wearing thin hemp cloth and radiating sword intent sat cross-legged on the summit of the highest peak.
Bone-chilling winds blew endlessly, and a snowstorm raged without pause. Despite the abominable environment, the hemp-clad swordsman displayed a normal expression. The snow that fell on him did not melt, but neither did it accumulate. Instead, it flowed down like water. All this looked very mysterious.
This particular snowy mountain was the tallest peak in the entire Black Water Island. Its summit frequently had a temperature lower than negative one hundred degrees Celsius. Aside from some Spirit Beasts that thrived in frigid conditions, such as Snow Wolves, there was nothing here to attract anyone.
Under normal circumstances, no one would come and suffer here for no reason whatsoever. Of course, certain ice-attributed cultivators like this hemp-clad swordsman, who had secluded himself here for a hundred years already, were exceptions.
The hemp-clad swordsman looked into the distance. Then, a cold, cruel smile appeared on his lips. He said indifferently, “Pretty good reflexes. He managed to keep his eyes.”
This hemp-clad swordsman was the mysterious half-step Martial Emperor who injured Xiao Chen’s Heavenly Eye with just one glance.
“You should celebrate the fact that you saw me after I have cultivated here for a hundred years. One hundred years ago, I would not have let you off so simply if you wanted to peep at me cultivating.”
After snorting coldly, the hemp-clad swordsman closed his eyes once mo
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