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
As the sound of the wooden fish approached, a small boat appeared in everyone’s vision.
A gray-robed monk stood on the boat as it moved smoothly. He seemed separate from the mundane, giving the impression that this place was a pure Buddhist land.
Xiao Chen felt certain that this was an esteemed monk of the Potala Mountain. Based on his aura, he was at least equal in strength to the Protector.
“The Potala Mountain…”
The Protector’s expression turned grave. The Potala Mountain was one of the Grave Sea’s three blessed lands. It was replete with orthodox Buddhist sect temples, even great temples that were Rank 4 sects.
Actually, the Protector was not surprised. He had known that he would alarm the people of Potala Mountain the moment he executed the Black Lotus Church’s secret art.
However, the Protector had not expected this person to arrive so quickly.
Needless to say, this gray-robed monk was definitely from one of those great temples.
Only an esteemed monk of a Rank 4 temple could arrive so quickly and place such enormous pressure on the Protector.
If it were an ordinary day, the Protector would not mind fighting this monk to see who was more skilled.
However, the Protector could not indulge himself right now. If he wasted time here, more people would come.
“Boom!”
Suddenly, the Protector made a move. A gigantic black Buddha hand surrounded by countless scriptures pressed down on that boat.
Under the pressure of that Buddha’s palm, the air was compressed. Even before the palm landed, the water under the small boat slowly sank under the immense pressure.
“May the Lord Buddha preserve us!”
As the Buddhist greeting rang out, the gray-robed monk gently knocked on the wooden fish.
As the sound of the wooden fish reverberated, an intense Buddhist light merged with it and radiated.
“Boom!” That black Buddha’s hand exploded from the collision with that Buddhist light and dissipated into nothing.
That gray-robed monk looked up but found that the Protector had already vanished, having run off at some point in time.
That gray
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