Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Loser System and Berserker Me
Nightmare Assault
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 298: Not Your Mother
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 220: Elder
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1126- Choose or be chosen
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1125- Sudden Collapse
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 593: Uncle and Nephew (5)
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 297: I'm Just a Child
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 219: Attraction
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1124- Are you kidding
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 923: Interference
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1123- Finding help
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 592: Uncle and Nephew (4)
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 19: Rat Stampede! The Monsters Are Sieging!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 296: Thirteen
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 218: History
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1122- Breaking Free
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 922: Duel
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1121- Black Mist Formation
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 591: Uncle and Nephew (3)
After a while, the other noble clans’ people got up. The further they climbed, the greater was the exhaustion of Essence. If they did not have sufficient Spirit Stones, they would not have been able to reach this area.
“Let’s go; there are 500 odd more steps. Let’s try to do it in one breath!” Ji Changkong demanded indifferently. At this moment, he was already able to see a corner of the peak.
After he spoke, he led the way like before. His sharp eyes continued to stare ahead; there were countless stars appearing in his eyes. Every step he took, a star would dim. After a moment, even more stars were created.
If someone who understood the techniques of the Ji Clan were here, he would be shocked. Ji Changkong was cultivating his Morning Star Martial Spirit during such a situation.
Everyone slowly climbed the stone steps. Every step they took was one step closer to the peak. The pressure they shouldered increased, as though a layer of a formless resistive force was stopping them.
“Bang!”
A Ji Clan Martial Saint took a step up, and before his foot landed, he exploded and turned into dust.
Ji Changkong did not turn back; his expression did not change at all. He just held an Inferior Grade Spirit Stone and plodded on, step by step.
The nearer they got to the stone platform, the more horrifying the pressure was for the crowd to bear. It was like a small mountain pressing on their shoulders. Each stone step was like a bottomless pit, absorbing away a significant portion of their Essence the instant their feet landed.
“Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!”
A few of the Martial Saints from various families could not withstand the pressure and exploded. Everyone was alarmed; they trembled in fear, afraid they would be the next to die.
“Sages, go no further!”
A stone tablet stood tall in front of Ji Changkong. There were four big words written on it. A boundless might emitted from the stone tablet.
Ji Changkong smiled coldly and brandished his sword. A few waves of sword Qi struck the stone tablet. Cracks appeared on the stone tablet befor
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