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
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?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Li Qingshan’s eyes narrowed. The flow of time seemed to slow down. All he saw was the soul nascence lose its intrinsic shape, going from the form of an infant to a blurry white ball. It became covered in cracks as blinding white light poured out. Under Zhu Fuzi’s final command, it rapidly flew towards him.
It was completely impossible for him to dodge such a swift charge. An intense feeling of danger filled his mind. He had used the Frenzy of the Tiger Demon and A Madman at Path’s End simultaneously, so his body was already on the brink of collapse. He could not withstand the denotation of a soul nascence.
“Fellow Zhu!” “Damn you, wretched daemon!”
The grandmasters all called out furiously, but they eased up inside. Surely the wretched daemon was dead this time, right? Sacrificing himself for the sake of purging daemons was an act enough for Zhu Fuzi to be remembered by the entire cultivation community for a thousand years.
The Fierce King of Chu did feel some pity in failing to personally end Li Qingshan’s life, but he did feel delighted inside.
An idea flashed through Li Qingshan’s head, and he made up his mind. Snatching out with his huge hand, he grabbed the soul nascence, and the figure of the spirit turtle appeared behind him, suppressing down on it.
The soul nascence immediately became much more stable, and the white light was forced back inside at the same time. However, the cracks on the surface only multiplied, ready to blow up at any moment.
Under the stunned gazes of the grandmasters, Li Qingshan did something extremely bold. He shoved the soul nascence into his mouth and gulped it down.
The spirit turtle’s suppression was even greater when it came to his interior, but the cracks had already covered the entire soul nascence. An explosion was already unavoidable. If this continued, he would only be blown to pieces.
Is this wretched daemon tired of living?
The same thought crossed everyone’s heads, only for them to see Li Qingshan abruptly stand up and widen his eyes fully. His mouth unhinged to an unbel
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