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 tower poked through the clouds, pointing straight at the sky!
The white sun faded in and out within the deathly qi. Even the sunlight seemed lifeless. Everything within a range of fifteen hundred kilometres had already been reduced to a land of death.
Perhaps this was the tallest building this world had ever witnessed. It shimmered with ghost flames as souls of the deceased lingered about, moving around through the tower. However, it only made everything seem even more deathly silent.
Corpse Kings and Ghost Kings constructed the tower without a single grumble, silently enduring the harsh scolding of the supervisors like lowly slaves. They held all of their fury and resentment inside, anticipating the day the tower would be completed.
By then, it would be a greedy feast, where all the living creatures of this world would become food in an attempt to satisfy their hunger that would never be satiated.
That day would not be too far off.
At this moment, a green sprout erupted from the earth in the dense jungle forever covered in mist at the boundary of the land of death. In the beginning, it was still very tender, such that it was impossible to tell what kind of plant it was, but it swelled up very soon. It grew into a great banyan tree that was even wider than a person with their arms outstretched.
It spread its branches towards the sky as if it still was not satisfied. Aerial roots as thick as dragons plunged into the ground to support its trunk that only became even more glorious.
The laws hidden beneath the sky and within the earth silently got to work, like a pair of invisible hands helping this newborn.
Yes, it was a child of the world.
When the great banyan tree grew to the point where it was taller than any tree or mountain throughout the history of this world, it could already rival the tower over a thousand kilometres away. The milky-white mist was spread out at his base like a thick, soft carpet with dark-green patterns.
At the end of the “carpet” were deathly-grey floorboards with many sharp, black nails scattered
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