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
Rāhu Xiaoming’s face darkened. His expression became vicious, yet he gave off the dignified aura of a god.
He was not some so-called “blessed son of the heavens”. He was an asura god in the first place, so he basically shared the same breath and fate as the Asura realm.
Ever since he returned to the Asura realm, his powers grew with each passing day. The only thing he lacked before he returned to his status as a god was time.
However, gods had bottom lines too. Suddenly, he struck out, and the boulder that Li Qingshan sat on exploded loudly. Dust rushed up into the air.
“There is no mother or son on the battlefield!” His voice was resolute, but also rather tired.
“That is your inner demon. If you can’t overcome it, you might not have the opportunity to unite with her again on the battlefield.” Li Qingshan’s voice rang out from the dust slowly.
The first few heavenly tribulations posed no threat to Rāhu Xiaoming, but the closer he was to the status of a god, the more dangerous the situation became. Tribulation lightning and demonic haunts had no concepts of old acquaintances. The tests he faced were as great as how powerful he was. Any openings he had inside of him could be used by demons, leading to destructive consequences.
Rāhu Xiaoming’s twisted, vicious expression returned to normal. He showed a hint of sorrow. “That’s also my fate.”
Li Qingshan thought of something. “Oh right, have you heard of Nüwa before?”
“Nüwa?” Rāhu Xiaoming furrowed his brows. “Who’s that?”
Li Qingshan gained an even deeper understanding that this really was a great secret. Even a god of the past did not know about Nüwa.
“Then have you heard of the Battle of Mending the Heavens?”
“I have heard of that.” Rāhu Xiaoming pointed at his own head. “In the legacy memories of the Rāhu clan, that’s the most ancient battle, but it’s just too long ago. Back then, even the six realms of saṃsāra did not exist. It’s merely a legend that cannot be verified in any way. If the Nüwa you speak of really did exist, where’s she now?”
“What if th
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