Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
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!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
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
Coldness filled the place, leaving the ice rigid.
Rāhu Xiaoming stood with his eyes firmly shut, like he was asleep.
Li Qingshan approached the ice. As soon as the tips of his fingers came into contact with the surface, a chilling coldness filled his Yin Soul, making him pull his hand back in a hurry. He communicated, “Xiaoming! Xiaoming!”
However, even soul sense could not penetrate this sturdy prison of ice. If he destroyed it by force, he would definitely alarm Ao Xuan.
With a thought, he took two steps back and stared straight at Rāhu Xiaoming in the ice. He brought his index and middle fingers together on his right hand and pressed them against his forehead before swiping downwards. A demonic thought shot out from his forehead, through the ice and into Rāhu Xiaoming’s forehead.
At that moment, the surrounding scenery twisted and changed, receding rapidly. A blood-red land unfurled as galaxies stretched through the sky.
Li Qingshan beamed inside, I’m in!
This was the most basic technique from the Secret Scroll of Inner Demons. Normally, it was not particularly useful. Controlling inner demons was about being unpredictable and catching the enemy off-guard. Posing around in front of the enemy was simply foolish, but it was extraordinarily effective at a time like this.
“This should be Xiaoming’s sea of consciousness, but where is he?”
Li Qingshan cupped his hands around his mouth and yelled out, “Xiaoming!”
His voice echoed through the vast land. As soon as he called out, a familiar voice rang out from behind him, “Turn around!”
Li Qingshan turned around. A boy stood on top of a huge boulder with a slingshot drawn, pointing it at him.
When he turned around, a pellet whistled past his face. Li Qingshan was unfazed. He asked, “Why have you turned small again?”
“You idiot, this is my sea of consciousness. How did you get in here?”
If it were not for the fact that Rāhu Xiaoming possessed great confidence in his mental disposition, he basically would have suspected he had developed demonic thoughts because he was in dire straits.
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