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!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
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
While it was clearly day, the world outside was in complete darkness.
When Xiao Chen walked out of the Azure Dragon Palace, he found that he was far from the battlefield in the Profound Domain. However, this place should not be the Tianwu Domain, either, as he had never been here before.
Xiao Chen looked at the sky. The demonic clouds overhead made the place dark and hid the sky and the sun.
Using his sharp senses, he looked in the direction of Kunlun Mountain. The sounds of the battle there were already faint.
He could only vaguely feel some auras. Even so, those still felt frightening. The battle taking place there would decide the fate of the Kunlun Realm.
Without a miracle, the fall of the Kunlun Realm was just a matter of time.
The Demonic God was practically immortal. Even after half its body was destroyed, it could still recover to a perfect state. The ordinary cultivators on Kunlun Mountain were also facing the Demon Race cultivators whose potentials were being overdrawn. This was a peak battle, different from an ordinary battle.
No matter which side won, they would immediately gather their allies and bring about a swift conclusion to this desperate battle.
Since Xiao Chen arrived in this world, he had never experienced such an intense battle before. Even his bloody Emperor’s Road was not even a thousandth as intense as this battle.
One moment before, Xiao Chen’s friends were still alive. Perhaps, they would die in the next second. Scenes of parting happened at every moment.
This battle would not have any winners. The Demons were just pitiful creatures that had been kidnapped by the Dark Church. From the moment they offered their souls to the Demonic God, they were fated never to betray it.
The Thunder Sovereign had turned into something neither human nor ghost. Clearly, this was not what he wanted. After ten thousand years of plotting, he still ended up a loser.
How pitiful, lamentable, but even more so, how hateful.
Now that Xiao Chen was no longer on the battlefield, his anxious heart managed to catch a
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