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
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1137- Doesn't matter if you agree
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 929: Hidden Estate
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1136- Give them 10%
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 667 - Angel Descends by Our Side
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 26: The Demon King Domain’s Little Provision Store Opens!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 599: The Sky Isn't Bright Yet, What to Do
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
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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