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
Others might still be speculating about Chen Chao's identity, but someone as close to the Empress as the nun could easily see that the young man in front of her was that wretched girl's child.
Chen Chao was silent and did not say a word.
The nun grew angrier. Lifting her hand, she waved her sleeve.
Same as before, a strong gust of wind blew, and countless terrifying auras emerged from within her sleeves, sweeping towards Chen Chao. Chen Chao gripped the hilt of his saber and instantly struck with a slash. The saber light flashed past, cleaving through the terrifying qi. But at the same time, Chen Chao also took several steps back, moving a little further away from the palace.
The nun frowned, looked at Chen Chao, and let out a cold laugh. Taking a step forward, she appeared right in front of Chen Chao. She threw a palm out and countless silk threads surged out of her palm, terrifying to the extreme.
Chen Chao held his saber horizontally in front of him and the blade swept through the silk threads, cutting apart several strands. However, there were still countless silk threads that spread out.
The umbrella's oiled-paper was instantly torn apart. After an instant, only the umbrella frame remained, while the oiled-paper canopy was shredded into pieces, flying in all directions, inadvertently slicing through the rain along with the silk threads.
Chen Chao's broken saber swiped across. Before the silk threads in front of him could unleash their power once more. Chen Chao switched hands, releasing one hand from the hilt. Seizing the opportunity while the broken saber was still descending, his other hand gripped the saber hilt and continued to slash, throwing himself to collide with the nun.
The nun let out a cold laugh. She swept her sleeve, and at this moment, the sleeve unfolded, resembling the curtain of the night.
Chen Chao crashed into it, as if falling into water, and was completely enveloped by the sleeve.
The nun remained expressionless, merely watching this scene coldly.
The gap in their cultivation r
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As mentioned in a previous chapter, I intentionally kept the term 'this subject' as it is. I feel that it accurately portrays Chen Chao's intentions and tone. He constantly refers to himself as a subject, showing deference to the Emperor, indirectly reminding him that he's a subject.