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!
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
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
Passing by the tablet marker, Li Qingshan immediately heard the splashing of water. The yellow sands before his eyes gradually dispersed. A great river blocked his path, filling the air with misty spray and extending as far as the eye could see.
The river water shimmered such that its entirety was clear and blue, like a blue band of jade. Gorgeous red flowers bloomed along the river banks, devoid of any leaves and red like blood, like fire, as if they were burning.
The sky suddenly cleared as well, becoming deep, dark, and blue, without any moon or stars. It seemed particularly distant. He had never seen such a distant sky before. It seemed if it had departed from the living world.
Yes, this was the place most distant from the living world. Even somewhere as deathly as the Hungry Ghost realm still had some signs of life.
There was a narrow bridge over the river. Perhaps due to the constant drenching of water, it seemed to be in tatters, but it still led off into the misty spray, vanishing into the distance.
The blue, clear river, the blood-red flowers, and the deep-blue sky all possessed bright, distinct colours as if they swept away all the dust he had gathered on the way here. It made people want to walk over and make their way onto the bridge, only to suddenly discover a series of vague figures, lining up and stepping onto the bridge one by one like they had abruptly appeared.
“Big bro A’pang, you’ve arrived first!”
Li Qingshan raised his head and saw a long, white face. Only at a closer glance did it seem like the face of a horse. Behind him was a sorrowful old man. They walked over from the Road to the Yellow Springs that they had just left.
He came to a realisation. There is only one Road to the Yellow Springs, yet it leads to countless worlds, so there are countless roads. This horse-face is probably the legendary Horse-face. Now, basically both Ox-head and Horse-face are here.
“Brother, you’ve returned too.” Ox-headed A’pang gave him an honest smile. Horse-face glanced at Li Qingshan and stifled hi
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