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
On a desolate wasteland of the Demon domain, the barren earth was devoid of life. A few dry bushes shivered away in the cold wind. The dark, heavy clouds were like a thick, dirty cloth. Even the rocks did not have it easy, reduced to a pile of sand despite holding on for countless years.
A figure suddenly rushed through the curtain of clouds, descending from above. Before he even hit the ground, he stopped mid-air.
Whoosh! Rain poured down violently, all over Li Qingshan’s face. He clenched his fists firmly and overlooked the bleak land cautiously.
Only after confirming there were no threats did he slowly lower his fists, letting out a deep breath. He relaxed completely and spread his arms at the sky, allowing the rain to douse him. He began laughing aloud.
His laughter was like rumbling thunder. The pressure from the Sangharama God had been far too great. Coupled with Sukhāvatī’s constant attempts to assimilate with him, he remained tense at all times. Now, he had finally escaped.
Was there anything better than fighting powerful enemies and breaking out of impossible situations?
Everything flashed right before his eyes. In particular, the scarlet and golden eyes were as clear as an imprint, making his blood boil. He was unable to calm down.
“Is he a traitor? No, why would a traitor save me? Speaking of which, we’re different from those guys up in the heavens!”
You have to believe! The Wind-coursing Great Sage’s words continued to echo by his ear.
“But the fact that the Great Sages were all suppressed must have something to do with him, or they would not be so furious and so aggrieved.”
When he said “You have to believe”, it was more like he was trying to convince himself.
“And the Sangharama God called him a traitor too. He’s probably converted to buddhism. What’s all of this about?”
No matter how Li Qingshan thought, he was unable to come up with anything, so he stopped wasting his time. There would be a day when the truth would be revealed anyway.
If he was a friend, then they could pull together an
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