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
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 316: Ghost Face
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 238: Beep
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1158- Jumping into the river
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 937: The Eight Gates Banners
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1157- End of the street
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 10.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 612: Allowing It Once or Twice
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 315: Will
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 237: Good Things
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1156- Competition Speed
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 936: A Struggle of Dao Orthodoxies
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1155- Splitting unhappily
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 9
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 611: Old Friends Don't Meet Often
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 236: Infiltration
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 314: What Kind of Kids Do You Teach?
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1154- Not willing to accept being managed
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 935: Release
The moonlight was silver, the vegetation was lush, and the lake was quiet. Vines sprawled out everywhere.
Perhaps this was normal in the Mist province or the Green province, but it was a rare sight of beauty in the Scarlet province.
The oases in the desert were frequently referred to as pearls, while this oasis was the largest pearl in the Scarlet province, Pearl city.
The palace with a circular roof that bore the distinct style of the Scarlet province stood quietly in the darkness. The lamps of the households from the past had been completely extinguished a long time ago. The streets that once bustled were covered in moss. There was not a single sound in the surroundings, whether it be the cries of birds or insects. When the night breeze blew past from time to time, there would be a few clear echoes of wind bells.
The White Camel Sand King stood on the moss, staring at the string of wind bells. He saw how they were originally just a camel bell. Indifferent and unfazed, he made his way off towards the depths of the oasis.
He arrived before a magnificent gate and stepped over the tall door sill, making his way under the mottled plaque.
The plaque was labelled with four fancy words, “King of Wei’s Estate”, which signified its former status.
There was a large lake in the king’s estate, radiating with dense spiritual qi. In the centre of the lake was a small island with many magnificent halls. Originally, this was the heart of the entire king’s estate, as well as the Scarlet province, but it was now enveloped by a towering tree. The aerial roots reached around like snakes while the thick foliage even blocked out the moonlight, hanging over Pearl city like a dark cloud.
The White Camel Sand King made his way over the lake and arrived beneath the tree. He tapped the trunk with his cane. “My old friend, that little friend of yours is far too vicious!”
“Have you come to lodge a complaint?” The Great Banyan Tree King’s simple, elegant face appeared on the tree. His eyes were even deeper and vaster than before.
“No. I’m warning you.”
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