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
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
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
For now, Xiao Chen did not count his gains. After separating from Senior Ma’s group, he sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes, letting his aura merge with the dragon city’s aura once more.
His senses immediately became like a spiderweb spread infinitely throughout the dragon city in all directions. This was even vaster than when he used his Spiritual Sense outside.
However, it was not as clear as his Spiritual Sense. He could not see any scenes, only sense auras that were different from the others.
“That’s it!”
Soon, Xiao Chen detected another extraordinary aura, although he could not tell if it was a natural treasure or a Dragon Race treasure.
He opened his eyes with some anticipation, and his figure flashed as he made his way over.
The sound of fighting?
When Xiao Chen approached, he heard fighting and could not help frowning.
Someone had arrived ahead of him. He reflexively increased his speed, rushing over.
By coincidence, Xiao Chen saw a shocking scene in a basement in front.
Meng Zhuang and other elite cultivators of Senior Ma’s team were sent flying by a saber strike.
They crashed into the ground, groaning in pain.
“What happened?” Xiao Chen asked as he landed and helped up Meng Zhuang and the others.
After all, Meng Zhuang was someone he knew. He could not feign ignorance after seeing this.
A terrifying wound on Meng Zhuang’s chest kept spurting blood. The flow could not be stopped.
Xiao Chen looked carefully and discovered a strong saber intent in it, containing the will of soul.
“Brother Xiao, we discovered an ancient mutated beast corpse, but he snatched it away from us, even injuring us.”
Meng Zhuang’s eyes were wide with horror as he held his wound and pointed at the person in front.
Xiao Chen narrowed his eyes. The person in front was the bamboo-hat bladesman who called himself Ananda.
This person’s conical bamboo hat covered his face. He also wore long robes over his tight clothes, so others could not make out his figure.
“There is no need to be so heavy-handed in making your move, right?” Xiao
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