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!
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
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
The curtain of night gradually fell, and the surroundings sank into deep darkness. There was not a single speck of light to be seen within several thousand kilometres. Myriad city that blazed with lights was like a lone boat in the endless expanse of the ocean.
The black clouds surged in the night sky. The pattering drizzle fell endlessly.
The imposing statue over the shallow sea had already turned completely black. The rainwater trickled along the statue’s thick brows, but its eyes remained fixed on the depths of the darkness, ignoring and unaware of everything that happened behind it.
Commandant Luo blinked his eyes that had been moistened by the cold rain and dazedly gazed at the mark he had left behind. Suddenly, he felt extremely melancholic as if he had lost something extremely important.
The spectators all felt like they had just witnessed history. Right as everyone thought Li Qingshan had begun his lengthy reign over the Myriad sect, the curtains had fallen in the blink of an eye.
However, Wang Junxing felt great pity. He was unable to do anything to Li Qingshan, so he could only vent on Li Qingshan’s lackeys, hoping all the people here died horrible deaths.
Hmph, and I was wondering about just how staunch you lot were. Turns out you’re just a bunch of cowards!
Leng Yuan continued to stand above. Snowflakes danced around him. An icy smile formed on his cold face, like the freezing lakewater that seeped out between the ice.
Before the might of the law, just who could defy it?
Afterwards, without needing to say another word, the soldiers stepped forward one by one, leaving behind their own mark on the black statue’s back.
The sword qi and blade aura were like bolts of lightning, immediately illuminating everyone’s faces before sinking back into darkness in the next moment.
Eveyrthing unfolded in silence, like they were holding some kind of ceremony, drawing a clear line between the present and the past.
Everyone was dispirited and pale, no longer possessing the confidence and morale they possessed
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