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 depths of hell, on top of the harsh glaciers.
A tall, skinny figure followed the craggy ridge of the mountain, making his way towards the top step by step.
The fierce winds dispersed the accumulated snow. Beneath his feet were gorgeous dead flames, frozen and burning away for eternity.
Li Qingshan was unshaven, weathered by the frost. He grabbed a clump of ice and snow and chewed away at it in his mouth, swallowing in a single gulp. He exhaled a breath of hot air.
Even a decade of feasting on snow struggled to cool his burning blood.
In the distance, the blue ghost gazed at the travelling black figure in this world of ice and snow. “H- how is that possible?”
According to the laws of hell, reality arose from the heart, and the mirror was formed from the heart. All wicked fiends would be trapped for eternity once they ended up here, never to be able to break free.
That was why Li Qingshan could not approach the glacier, but what was going on now? He was summiting the peak!
And before he knew it, the dead flames stopped reigniting, remaining sealed by the bluish-white ice in the great glacier.
“Heh, reality arises from the heart?”
Li Qingshan’s smile was even colder than the chilly winds. His gaze towards the top of the mountain was even hotter than the dead flames.
It was all thanks to the laws of hell and the bowl of granny Meng’s soup that his Yang Soul was never truly destroyed as it was forged by ice and fire. He did not even use up a single sliver of his powers, all properly sealed up and maintained.
Pain was like a great hammer, beating him viciously, not only failing to beat him in, but even unlocking the true power in his heart instead.
He was like a blade, out of the furnace and into the water, coupled with countless beatings and forging, such that his edge was now on full display!
Crack, crack! Rumble, rumble!
Countless cracks appeared on the ice beneath his feet. The dead flames began to budge.
Li Qingshan did not hesitate at all, continuing onwards with great strides. He said with c
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