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
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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