Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
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!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
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
In the hall, a wave of air knocked Xianghua Zi away before she could even return to her senses. She widened her eyes mid-air, only to see the altar lord’s strange, thin body rapidly swell up above the lotus pedestal. In the blink of an eye, he became a tough, muscular man with a head full of long, black, slick hair. He was brimming with vigour. His aura constantly grew, filling the entire hall.
It’s the Hidden Aura gu. This arrogant kid is dead for sure today. I can’t afford to be implicated by him any further!
Normally, the Hidden Aura gu withdrew all auras and spiritual qi into the body. Although it made the user seem all thin and withered, it could lengthen their lifespans and conceal their aura, and it could erupt with great strength when it mattered.
The shaman arts of the south were often known as the arts of shaman gu, which only demonstrated the importance of “gu”. The cultivation methods of many shaman gu were nurturing gu, which was divided into “internal nurturing” and “external nurturing”. Internal nurturing was nurturing the gu within the body, becoming one with the gu; this allowed them to unleash various abilities. It was akin to the daemon core of daemons. External nurturing was refining various kinds of gu and controlling them in battle.
There were many different types of insects, and the shamans abused these insect’s special characteristic of limited intelligence, allowing them to create a myriad of arts of shaman gu. They could attack, defend, curse, or poison. They could do anything. However, the orthodox cultivation community spurned it. After all, regular people never liked placing an insect or bug into their bodies, and even their personalities would be affected as time went on. They would become as brutal and cruel as insects.
The altar lord flew into a rage. He drew his blade loudly from its sheath and swung down from several meters away. There was a spurt of golden light, and it turned into a blade aura several meters long.
The blade is only a spiritual artifact. Looks like shamans really
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