Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
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!
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
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 321: Gaze
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1167- Kill the kill-stealer
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 941: Fortune
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1166- Terrifying Sprites
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 14
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 31: Weaving Shadow Nest! Crypt Lord!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 617: Bodhisattva Lowers Its Gaze
Hmph, if I were a regular cultivator, then so be it, but I’m still half of a buddhist disciple! You better watch as I use my abilities to protect the buddhist dharma and demolish you obscene bastards!
With a thought, the heavenly secrets responded and roaring lightning crashed down.
The scorching-white lightning was like a dragon, piercing the low-hanging clouds and illuminating his curled lips, revealing his teeth.
The wind chimes on the eaves jingled as rain drifted over the cobbled streets, turning into a downpour in the blink of an eye. The surroundings darkened.
Li Qingshan had already developed the intent to kill, so he simply let himself go, allowing the rain to pour down on him.
It was already late. There had not been a lot of people on the streets in the first place, so it became even more empty with the rain. He was the only one left making his way through the streets.
The sides of the streets were littered with niches and buddha statues, as well as guardian kings, arhats, and countless other strange beings that he did not know the name of. Their style differed drastically from the temples of the Green province, giving off a strange, non-human feeling as if they were silently observing him. Between the flashes of lightning, they were a frightening sight to behold.
A grey-haired old woman spun a prayer wheel as she sat under the eaves, reciting the scriptures. Suddenly, she saw a figure make his way up the mountain. He clearly moved very slowly, yet he had arrived before her in the blink of an eye, which made her widen her eyes.
The person smiled at her, revealing a toothy white grin.
She trembled all over as chills ran through her body. In another blink of an eye, the person had vanished again as if it was merely an illusion.
However, the smile was imprinted firmly in her mind. It made her recall the glory of all the statues of demons and gods she had seen before, yet none of them were as vivid as that ordinary man’s face. It was as if he were a demon king that had emerged from a nightmare, resisting bein
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