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!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
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
Under normal circumstances, Xiao Chen could just leave. However, he could not do that now. The Big Dipper Banner was at a crucial point, so he could not leave it unless he was willing to lose this Secret Treasure in which he had invested so much effort and resources.
After putting in so much thought and effort, plus all his anticipation, how could he just give it up?
Xiao Chen looked around at these experts from various places. All of them were already treating him like a dead person, discussing whom his Secret Treasures and Immortal Spirit Ring would belong to after he died.
Finding them funny, he asked calmly, “Are you all done with arguing? Are you going to attack together or one by one?”
“White Robed Bladesman Xiao Chen, you have a rather graceful bearing. Even in such a situation, you still can smile calmly. According to rumor, your strength already rivals that of Di Wuque, the three Holy Scions, and the peak geniuses of the ancient races. I, Ye Xu of the Heavenly Music Sect, do not believe that.”
An elegant youth stepped out of the crowd, strong fighting spirit blazing in his eyes.
The Heavenly Music Sect, Muddy Sky Gate, and the Frost Moon Palace were the three peak sects in the Primal Chaos Domain, the overlords of their regions. The disciples in their sect were prideful within the Primal Chaos Domain. Clearly, this Ye Xu was not happy with Xiao Chen’s fame.
A thirty-six-string zither appeared in Ye Xu’s hand. A cool wind blew, and clear twanging resembling the sounds of nature rang out, the tones intoxicating.
Xiao Chen revealed interest in his eyes as he took a step forward as well. Based on the name “Heavenly Music Sect,” he could guess that this was a sect that used sound to kill.
Ye Xu held his zither with two hands. Together with his genteel appearance, he looked like an elegant noble of the secular world.
“White Robed Bladesman Xiao Chen, today, I will use you as a stepping stone to boost this fame of mine, Ye Xu’s, and get an invitation to the Heroes’ Convention.”
“Ting! Ting! Ting! Ting!” Ye Xu pla
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