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!
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3819: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Strength
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 600: The Son Doesn't Know the Father
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
The vast snowy region spanned only five hundred thousand kilometers.
A Sovereign Emperor could cover such a distance in a few breaths. If Xiao Chen sent out his Soul Energy, he should be able to sweep through the entire snowy region and observe all movements in this place.
However, this was the Ancient Yan Emperor Tomb, a world that had not changed since ancient times.
The aura of the Great Desolate Eon had never appeared so clearly before everyone before.
Even Xiao Chen’s Heavenly Eye, a divine technique, remained restricted to fifty thousand kilometers.
This showed how horrifying the pressure from the Great Desolate Eon was.
Fortunately, Xiao Chen’s Ten Thousand Dragons Art was strangely active in this place. Without needing him to drive it, it circulated automatically, greedily absorbing the Great Desolate Eon aura in this place.
The Ten Thousand Dragons Art seemed like it could break through the second layer’s limits at any time.
“This place is a treasure land for cultivators with a Great Desolate Eon bloodline,” Xiao Chen muttered to himself while in deep thought. The effects of this phenomenon on him, who possessed the Ten Thousand Dragons Art, went without saying.
At this point, the pressure that Xiao Chen faced only made movement inconvenient.
“Rushing around like this incurs a rather big drain,” Xiao Chen sighed as he endured the snow around him. The cold was too intense, keeping the accumulated snow from melting. The cold contained in the snow could even be called a cold poison.
This cold poison was not too damaging to a Sovereign Emperor’s body. However, having to scatter the snow occasionally off one’s body took some effort.
Furthermore, running about drained Divine Energy. This made one feel somewhat helpless, like one’s legs were bound.
“Boom!”
A red light flashed as Xiao Chen summoned the Demon Blood Vulture.
The Demon Blood Vulture’s bloodline had undergone reversion, and it now showed some characteristics of its ancestor, the Blood Phoenix.
“How much of your strength can you bring out in this Ancient Yan Emperor T
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