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
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
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
This was a great age of contention; everyone was like a dragon.
As all the princes set off for the imperial palace, the various territories of the Yanwu Dynasty, including those in the outer regions, could sense the wheels of fate turning. A certain power seemed to startle awake the Luck of the dynasty from a deep sleep.
A vast, substantial Dragon Might appeared as towering mountains with precipitous ridges above the Yanwu Dynasty’s imperial palace, where Luck gathered.
A sacred sword stabbed into the mountains. This was the sacred sword that represented the Yan Emperor’s throne and authority.
The princes possessing great Luck could even see the treasure sword that ordinary Sovereign Emperors could not see.
A fiery light flared in their eyes. As long as they could grasp the sword in the end, they would become the crown prince and eventually ascend the Yan Emperor’s throne.
The imperial palace was where the dragon Qi was densest.
There was a vast drill ground surrounded by glittering golden palaces.
One hundred eight feudal lords, the Noble Clans’ Clan Heads, the various sects’ Sect Masters, and many experts gathered in a palace in the clouds, ready to watch the final competition for slots.
When the sun rose to its highest at noon, the various princes entered using the many passages in the imperial palace and arrived grandly in the drill ground.
There were many pavilions on royal platforms stretching out from the drill ground.
The various princes entered the pavilions corresponding to their status.
The royal platforms around were about one hundred meters tall. The railings around the pavilions had banners flapping noisily in the wind.
The princes sat in the middle, and their guests either sat or stood at the sides, sizing up the surroundings.
The Ninth Prince Wang Yan climbed onto his royal platform together with Xiao Chen and the others.
Right now, clouds and winds converged; various extraordinary talents, demonic geniuses, and proud heroes appeared. Although there were many people at the drill ground, it remained silent. No one
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