Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
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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