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
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
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
Qian Liangmu’s heart suddenly rose up into his throat. Those who had never seen Li Qingshan could never imagine what kind of power and influence this man possessed.
In terms of cultivation alone, every single elder and protector here surpassed him, so while he did possess startling feats in battle, they had only heard about it. It was very difficult for them to take the three words “King of Savages” too seriously.
They were just like how the Myriad Poison Ancestor did not care that the Great Banyan Tree King referred to him as “fellow”. Were there any cultivators that reached their realm of cultivation not geniuses with startling talent? Had they all not undergone numerous years of arduous cultivation? And who was not confident in their own strength?
No matter what, Li Qingshan was far too young, being in his thirties. Qian Liangmu might have possessed the appearance of a young prince, but when it came to his age as a mortal, he was more than old enough to serve as Li Qingshan’s grandfather.
The mightiest sect of the south was a gathering of elites. Even without the Myriad Poison Ancestor, why would they be afraid of a surprise attack from a measly Li Qingshan? That was how the Myriad Poison Ancestor thought too, which was why he left without even batting an eye, completely unworried about their safety.
However, Qian Liangmu had personally seen Li Qingshan and had sensed this difference, which was why he knew dread. Since Li Qingshan was bold enough to lead away the Myriad Poison Ancestor before going out of his way to intercept them here, he must have had quite a lot of confidence.
He looked around. Mountains and forests rose and fell below as white clouds drifted past overhead. Li Qingshan could be hiding anywhere. The vast land suddenly became filled with killing intent, enough to suffocate him.
Xiao An was unstoppable, flying over from the west like a dazzling, golden star. The sound of the Chant of Deva-Nāga grew deeper and louder too, resounding through the surroundings.
Even with the obstruction from the green cloud
…
We are unable to load the verification.
Please unblock any scripts or login to continue reading.