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
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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