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
Qingqi mountain plunged into the clouds, standing fifty-four thousand metres tall. It was the tallest mountain in the Demon domain, having been pulled up inch by inch to its current height by Demon God Qiongqi’s great divine powers, giving him a vantage point to see into the distance.
Even when looking up at it from afar, it gave off the impression that it was about to tip over. The mountain was exceptionally grand, which explained the origins of the name.
Qiongqi liked fun and liveliness, so Qingqi mountain was never quiet. The twelve Heretic Gods under his command all had their dwellings located there, with a colossal demon city at the foot of the mountain, inhabited by hundreds of million demonfolk.
At this moment, all of the demonfolk were on the streets, prostrating towards the top of the mountain. They squeezed together and chanted away as they constantly stood up and bowed back down. Gazing out, there was only a black mass of heads. They were like ants.
Qiongqi watched from the terrace at the top of the mountain. The corner of his lips almost reached his ears, like his mouth was about to split open. His smile was wicked and eerie. He spread his arms and the surging power of belief gathered towards him, pushing his great divine strength to an inconceivable height.
The twelve Heretic Gods gathered behind him, backing another three hundred metres away due to the pressure of the divine strength. They all exchanged glances. They could sense a certain change, but it was not as clear as what those Demon Gods experienced. They did not know why he was going to such great lengths.
Had the Zhenwu Emperor personally led his gods into the Demon domain? Otherwise, even if True Immortals descended, they would not be bold enough to barge into the Demon domain alone, let alone attacking a Demon God’s dwelling. That was no different than sending themselves to their deaths. Only a “godking” like the Zhenwu Emperor was capable of forcing the Demon Gods into such dire straits.
However, if the Zhenwu Emperor really did com
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