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
Qian Rongzhi curled around Li Qingshan’s wrist and flickered her forked tongue. Her timing was extremely precise. Even the unruly tiger had times when it felt weary.
He had just been through a brutal, close battle, witnessed a ruined city piled with corpses, and learned about the bizarre events of the ancient times.
During the battle, Li Qingshan obviously fought courageously and fearlessly, completely casting aside the thought of death. Now that he had broken out of the dire straits, he experienced an entirely different feeling.
When Qian Rongzhi represented the Demon domain and invited him again, he did not decline immediately. Instead, he raised his head. The moon had already sunk in the sky, leaving the demonic heavens deep and distant. He struggled to imagine that there was such a warm and wonderful paradise on the other side of the sky, yet he was forced to stand with demons.
He had only just escaped from the demon city, yet in the blink of an eye, he was supposed to enter a mysterious and dangerous maze.
And at the end of the maze another true Demon God awaited him.
After clashing with Taotie, he gained a deep understanding of the strength of Demon Gods. Even with the Sword of Xuanyuan and the Mountain-moving tablet in hand, he probably could not win.
If he lost here, he obviously would refuse to submit to Qiongqi. Only dying in battle awaited him.
He was not particularly afraid of dying, but… was that the end?
Or in other words… was he truly not afraid of dying?
Without fear, there was no need for courage. Without pain, there was no need for persistence. Without suffering, there was no need for resolve.
He was welcome to ask the world just who was willing to be courageous, persistent, and resolute? He was better off saying that the courageous and persistent were all a bunch of unfortunate people.
He went as far as to butcher all living things, bearing heinous sins. He did not fear whatever danger that laid ahead of him, slaughtering many powerful opponents. Was this all just so he could die?
Ye
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