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
In the Hungry Ghost realm, Xiao An was currently cultivating in Unadorned city. She snapped her eyes open and suddenly noticed her connection with Li Qingshan had been completely severed. She even lost contact with the Skull Prayer Bead she had given him.
She immediately stopped cultivating and returned to the Xuanming dwelling. She picked up a broken fragment of a formation and gazed at the rapidly rising water level, which made her immediately understand that Li Qingshan had already set off for Ruin’s End. She could not help but furrow her brows. Something unexpected must have happened, or he would not have left without bidding her farewell.
Staring at the deep, dark seawater, she crossed her fingers together firmly. “You must return. I will wait for you, no matter how long, until death do us part.”
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At that instant, all the pain vanished, together with all the colours and sounds.
Submerged in the endless, dark water, he did not find it particularly cold, perhaps because of the Spirit Turtle Transformation. Instead, it felt warm, like a wanderer who had faced many hardships in a foreign land returning to the homeland of his dreams.
“Huff…”
Having left the chilling ice and scorching fire of hell, he could not help but exhale deeply as well. The sensation was simply unbearable. If he had a choice, he would not spend a single second in that kind of pain.
It even made him doubt, Will the “me” in hell be able to hang on? A cold thought flashed through his head, If he can hang on, then he’ll live. If he can’t, then he can just die!
The rationality that had almost vanished within the pain rapidly returned to him. He became calmer than he had ever been before, just like the endless, black water around him.
He extended his head out from the turtle shell, which resembled both a dragon’s and a tiger’s head. He swivelled around, observing the environment around him, but he was unable to see or hear anything.
There was no pressure or rejection that he had been expecting. The world formed from the primordial spiri
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