Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
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!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 20
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 34: New Map! The Underground Sewer and Slime!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 623: Old Friend From Younger Days
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3830: Traversing Through Outer Space
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
There’s something strange about this, but he probably hasn’t come for me.
Le Tian was very aware that he was only a gambling friend for Ox-headed A’pang to kill boredom with. If he did not want to gamble, he could drag him to hell whenever he wanted to.
The chilly winds brushed past his face. He sensed something, so he asked Li Qingshan again, “Are you certain you want to come?”
“If you lose, I can still leave, right?”
Li Qingshan gazed into Death’s Door, which resembled an abyssal mouth. He became rather hesitant. Ox-headed A’pang’s gaze towards him seemed to be hiding something else. After reaching the eighth layer of the Spirit Turtle Transformation, his senses over the future became much clearer.
“That’ll depend on just how much lifespan you have remaining in the Book of Life and Death.”
“I still have thousands upon thousands of years.”
With his bloodline of the demonic and divine, Li Qingshan’s lifespan was hundreds and thousands of times longer than regular human cultivators. And even just as a Yang Soul cultivator, he enjoyed quite a lengthy lifespan.
With a thought, he projected out his Yang Soul and flew into Death’s Door.
Le Tian was puzzled. This “first senior brother” was always determined and courageous, but he definitely did not take risks haphazardly, or he would not be still alive.
The heavenly secrets were unpredictable. He could not think too much about it. He followed closely behind, projecting out his Yang Soul as well.
Death’s Door slammed shut loudly and vanished. The ghostly mist dispersed, and the chilly winds vanished. The single lamp was lit once more, and the quiet room remained unchanged.
The abyss was endless. Li Qingshan moved through the chilly winds and ghostly mists, unable to see even his arms outstretched. Even a Yang Soul could not peer through this darkness.
At the same time, within his body, inside the small world, the spirit turtle shone with a clear glow, illuminating everything. It was not divination, only illuminating his true self.
Apart from a strange worry,
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