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
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
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1153- Plant Master
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 8
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 610: Since Time Immemorial, the World Doesn't Change
The black sun shone on the boundless demonic land. All of the mountains, rivers, and trees were shrouded in a layer of dimness as if everything existed behind a black piece of glass.
It was a condensation of the laws of the Demon domain, bestowing a demon heart to all of the demonfolk. From their very essence, every single demon heart was a Black Sun Demon Heart.
The legend would become true sooner or later.
But on this very day, the black sun was instead gilded with a golden edge. The golden light was dim, but it still produced a haze, exposing a smear of dark blue.
The pure land of Sukhāvatī and the wicked land of the Demon domain were both originally part of the Qilin Paradise that the primordial qilin turned into. They had been split apart by the buddha Tathāgata through the use of his boundless powers.
However, with the arrival of the man who possessed the bloodline of the qilin, he took away the pond of lotuses in the Great Thunderclap temple, and the two worlds began to approach and merge together. Their laws wove together as they fused with one another.
The light from the distant Sukhāvatī left countless demonfolk enamoured, forgetting everything that happened around them. Their dark eyes all became gilded with a golden edge.
The Demon domain that had sunk in darkness for billions of years finally welcomed the first ray of light. Those who had never sunken in darkness before would not understand just how precious the light was. It made every single demon’s heart shine.
At that moment, it was trembling joy. They shed tears of joy, unable to control themselves, like they had risen up to paradise.
The demonic land had never been so hopeful, so peaceful. It was basically even more enchanting than the finest wine in the world.
The games that demonfolk liked the most—slaughter, abuse, harassment, betrayal—were absolutely nothing compared to this sense of joy, devoid of meaning.
However, the meaning of existence was downright denied from them as well. A sense of pain that reached down to their very bone
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