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!
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
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
It was the time before dawn. Night was about to come to an end.
Great mist permeated the ocean. Even the sound of waves seemed exceptionally tranquil.
The lamps that remained lit throughout the night in Myriad city had now been reduced to balls of orangey-yellow haze by the mist.
On the cobblestone path moistened by the mist, Li Qingshan advanced through this haze.
The signs on the sides of the street were all illuminated by all sorts of colours, forming colourful balls of haze within the mist.
Figures flickered around on the street, no less than daytime. Many voices rang out in the mist, no quieter than daytime either.
This was a city of cultivators. It was not affected by time or weather. It was truly a city where the sun never set, but no one seemed to notice the approach of the storm.
Residing within the enemy’s base, Li Qingshan did not feel worried at all. He strolled through the streets and alleyways. He could even spare the effort to buy a flask of alcohol and a few steaming meat buns as breakfast.
Perhaps at this very moment, the Spirit Reverend of Ocean Returnance was watching him. He still did not want to expose himself so soon.
He emptied the flask in a single gulp and exhaled deeply. His belly felt warm, which was very comforting. He liked Shen Yushu’s body. Without much body forging, the alcohol felt a little more intense.
Speaking of which, despite spending all these years as a disciple of the Myriad sect, Li Qingshan did not get much opportunity to stroll around like this. Now, he strolled around everywhere in the city as if he wanted to use this chance to properly tour the place.
However, while his pace seemed relaxed and his face seemed slightly tipsy, the depths of his eyes were filled with calmness and sharpness.
Sure enough, Pi Yangqiu is right. The formation is completely flawless!
The protective formation of the Myriad sect was commonly referred to as the Myriad formation, but it did not actually possess a proper name. It was just like the Spirit Reverend of Ocean Returnance, see
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