Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
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!
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 321: Gaze
Bai Wuxue’s words fired up everyone. The Martial Sages all circulated their Heavenly Sage Laws as they charged forward together with him.
With twenty elite Martial Sages at the vanguard, they crushed the patrolling Demonic Corpses in their way. Bai Wuxue took the lead in the charge. Before him, he had no rival. They slaughtered Demonic Corpses one after another.
When Bai Wuxue reached the hall in the center of the island, he suddenly stopped. His expression changed as he said, “Why was it that as we killed our way here, we encountered only Demonic Corpses? There was not a single Corpse Race cultivator.”
The others only cared about killing. Furthermore, Bai Wuxue’s earlier words had worked them up. They did not feel any burden for they all considered this Heavenly Wind Island a dead island.
When they heard what Bai Wuxue said, they could not help but think back and realized that this had indeed been the case.
“That’s right. Why was there not even one Corpse Race cultivator?”
“Could they all be hiding? That would be too boring.”
Bai Wuxue thought for a moment, and his expression suddenly changed. He said, “Quickly, go! Our movements have been exposed. We fell into a trap.”
Seeing that some of the others had not reacted yet, twenty-one of them flew up and ran first without caring about anyone else.
While killing their way here, they had not even seen a single Corpse Race cultivator. The Corpse Race cultivators simply let them slaughter the Demonic Corpses. Clearly, the Corpse Race cultivators wanted to lure them to the center of the island. If this was not a trap, what could this be?
However, even after thinking for a long time, the group could not understand. How did the news leak out? Despite everything they had done, the Corpse Race had actually made arrangements in advance!
“Bai Wuxue, why are you suddenly thinking of leaving? Weren’t you saying some grand words earlier? Wanting to sweep through the Heavenly Wind Island?”
A figure appeared in front of Bai Wuxue in the cover of night, blocking his egress. Death Qi
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