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 spring rain, the summer thunder, the autumn gales, and the winter snow came and went. The seasons changed.
Within the tribulation lightning, Li Qingshan set off acquaintance after acquaintance. He asked Rāhu Xiaoming, who was bundled up in blankets, “Where do you think they ascended to?”
Rāhu Xiaoming had become incredibly tiny, even smaller than a newborn. It only took Li Qingshan a single hand to hold him up. His skin had even become a tender pink, and he spent most of his time with his eyes shut like an infant sleeping away. However, his brows would always be furrowed, and his expression would sometimes twist until it was almost hideous. He poured with sweat, regularly soaking the blankets as if he was stuck in a nightmare that he could not wake up from.
Li Qingshan would always shake him awake at a time like that and ask him about something.
As a result, Rāhu Xiaoming opened his eyes. His eyes shone like rubies, but they were blurred with a layer of mist. It took a while before he focused his gaze. His lips moved as he mouthed a reply, “The six realms of saṃsāra.”
“Sure enough!”
Li Qingshan nodded because one of the asura under his command had recently ascended. Through the eyes of his mirror clone, he clearly saw a blood-red swirl appear in outer space, sucking the asura away.
Originally, he thought they would ascend from small worlds to medium worlds, and then from medium worlds to large worlds. As it seemed now, the six realms of saṃsāra were all the worlds in outer space, the final destination of all creatures, whether it was through life or through death!
That did make sense. It was obviously impossible for those who ascended to travel through space and arrive in another world. Only the six realms of saṃsāra was connected to every single world, which was why it was possible to ascend in the first place. However, the exact form that the six realms of saṃsāra existed in was not something Li Qingshan could understand right now, but he was finally beginning to understand this world gradually.
Rāhu Xiaoming fell asl
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