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
Li Qingshan began to follow the process of the Siddhānta school’s offerings to Maheśvara seriously, chanting the scriptures with greater concentration. Xiao An even provided a group of Skeleton Demons to him, standing around on the side in white robes as attendants to the ceremony. The reality of the situation demonstrated that it was actually effective. As a result, they formed a group of skeleton attendants that paid tribute to the ceremony every single time.
The statues he carved became even more majestic, the offerings he provided became even more plentiful, and the image in the illusions became even more vivid.
The howling of the people and the pressure of the god all seemed real, constantly testing his willpower and courage. Afterwards, right when he was about to give in, he would turn into a rampaging ox, trampling the altar, destroying the statue, and halting the ceremony.
It was an extremely strange sight. Within a crowd of frightening skeletons, a certain man of absolute devotion would pray to a statue for a while before seizing up on the spot, only to suddenly turn into an ox and smash the statue to pieces. Afterwards, he would collapse on the ground and gasp for air.
During the process of the ceremonies, Li Qingshan became more and more exhausted. Every single time was like a bitter battle, sapping all of his energy, except he had only chanted for a short while.
As for how his energy had simply vanished like that, that was still a mystery. It was as if the true offering was not the random catches from the ocean, but himself.
The grace of a god was boundless, but the wrath of a god was hellish.
Maheśvara had always been unpredictable. Perhaps only a single whim separated fortune and misfortune.
But at the very least, he was still fortunate right now. His comprehension of the Heavenly Tome of Liberty grew with each day.
Of course, the process was not as simple as offering up some seafood and a god would give him some power. Maheśvara probably did not like seafood that much. With each offering, he personally came i
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