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
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1178- Shocking appearance: Luther People
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 20
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 34: New Map! The Underground Sewer and Slime!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 623: Old Friend From Younger Days
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3830: Traversing Through Outer Space
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
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
Inside Purple Sun City, rubble filled fifty kilometers of the dilapidated street where Idle Cloud Restaurant was. Many of the shops and tall buildings lining the street had collapsed. Blood flowed on the streets like a river, and corpses lay everywhere. A strong bloody stretch hung in the air.
“Ga! Ga! Ga!”
Red-eyed vultures wheeled in the night sky, giving off strange cries as they flapped their wings. As they circled around continuously, they stared at the corpses below, restless.
The vultures in the desert actually smelled the bloody stench and flew over. This was a first for Purple Sun City.
This clearly showed how many people had died on the streets.
Many of the corpses had scary saber wounds on them. The hazy saber intent had yet to fade away. However, even more corpses were torn apart, a gruesome sight to behold. These people were killed in such a violent fashion, their corpses no longer intact.
Many invisible aggrieved spirits struggled in pain, unable to scatter.
The black-clad arhat that had swept his way through the three First Elders, appearing unrivaled, was now captured and forced to his knees in humiliation.
Most of the corpses on the ground were his handiwork.
In order to kill the black-clad arhat, the disciples of the three Rank 2 sects and the Purple Cloud Pavilion experts gathered in a formation to surround him and suppress him.
However, the black-clad arhat still slaughtered most of the people, leaving the street filled with corpses.
“Let’s see how you are going to be arrogant now!”
The surviving cultivators from the Purple Cloud Pavilion and the Rank 2 sects continuously beat down on the kneeling black-clad arhat.
The black-clad arhat remained silent. He closed his eyes and suffered these blows.
Earlier, both sides went all-in. Among those who died were the friends, juniors, or seniors of the survivors. Hence, they naturally all held incredible hatred for the black-clad arhat.
The three First Elders of the three Rank 2 sects and the Purple Cloud Pavilion’s Auntie Bai could only let these people
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