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
Cultivators often have lifespans far exceeding that of ordinary people. If they did not provoke trouble and focused on their cultivation, they could live for a very long time.
In reality, a considerable number of cultivators had no interest in meddling in worldly affairs. They cultivated peacefully every day, seeking to comprehend the Great Dao.
Life and death, indeed, held great terror.
The young cultivators were like the newly risen morning sun, possessing boundless potential for the future. No one wanted to wither away before fully blooming. Therefore, when facing life and death, many people's deep-seated fears would surface.
Whispered conversations among the young cultivators ensued, with some expressing worries on their faces. "If there's a real possibility of an accident happening, I don't want to lose my life in there..."
Someone said, "Since it's something acknowledged by the elders of various families, it doesn't necessarily mean that something will happen. We shouldn't be overly concerned."
"But... but... what if something does happen?"
A female cultivator's face turned pale, worried to the extreme over such a possibility.
They were all proud children of heaven in their respective sects and did not wish to take unnecessary risks.
"What's there to fear? The demons and our human race are mortal enemies. Perhaps one day, we'll engage in a great war again. Familiarizing ourselves in advance is beneficial and harmless."
A young cultivator had a solemn expression as he expressed agreement with this viewpoint.
However, his words did not receive approval from anyone. In the eyes of the foreign cultivators, as long as the demons did not launch a large-scale invasion southward to annihilate the human race, they would hardly involve themselves. There were many things to do in the world, so why spend time on this?
The young cultivators on the pavilion spoke a lot, but Wei Xu paid no attention. After announcing the start of the Myriad Willow Convention, he left the platform.
Subsequently, officials from t
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