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
However, Li Qingshan eased up as well. Since he was a sangharama guardian, a palm probably would not just fall down on him from the sky!
He was better off prioritising how to get out of this “damned place” first!
The resplendent garden paved from golden tiles was extremely beautiful, but it was devoid of any people. There was only an altar and a few abodes.
It was not exactly in ruins, but it did give off an indescribable sense of bleakness, which made it seem lonely and empty.
He glanced at princess Qin. She seemed to be completely unaware, smiling away foolishly in happiness. When she heard how he would be leaving, she became very reluctant to see him go.
“I’ve completed my promise. If you want to stay, then you can stay!”
Li Qingshan shook her off and left. The moment he stepped out of the garden, there was a sudden gust of sand, such that he almost could not open his eyes.
The gust of sand passed by. When he looked back, the bodhi trees, the altar, and the abode were gone. The garden had vanished. All that remained was a white, sandy ground.
Princess Qin stood there blankly. There was not even enough time for her smile to fade away. “What did you do?”
Li Qingshan sank into his thoughts when a streak of light flew over from the horizon, landing before him. It was a golden leaf.
The golden leaf shimmered, and a dignified but benevolent voice rang out from it, “You must be the new sangharama guardian!”
“I am.”
“Come with me.” The golden leaf flew away, and Li Qingshan followed behind it closely. Immediately, they arrived in a beautifully-adorned hall. On the glistening plate detailed three large words—Sangharama God Hall.
The golden leaf drifted in, landing in a plump hand.
Li Qingshan looked up. That was a middle-aged man with a solemn expression but an easy-going demeanor. The aura he gave off told Li Qingshan he was a true god.
“I am the Sangharama God.”
Li Qingshan did not dare to be careless. He clasped his hands and said, “I am Li Qingshan. Greetings, esteemed god.”
The Sangharama God brough
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