Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
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!
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 321: Gaze
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1167- Kill the kill-stealer
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 941: Fortune
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1166- Terrifying Sprites
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 14
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 31: Weaving Shadow Nest! Crypt Lord!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 617: Bodhisattva Lowers Its Gaze
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 320: Fate is a Cycle
The daoist who left the observatory went all the way down the mountain. Finally, he arrived in the midst of a bamboo forest.
There were several purple-robed daoists waiting for him here.
In the Sublime Bright Sect, the color of the daoist robes worn by the cultivators had strict distinctions. Aside from those esteemed cultivators who could dress freely, the rest of the cultivators had to strictly adhere to the rules.
For instance, right now, these daoists dressed in purple daoist robes were all Bitter Sea Realm cultivators of the Sublime Bright Sect.
The daoist looked at his fellow sect members and softly explained his arrangements. The purple-robed daoists did not speak and just nodded in agreement. They had no objections to this arrangement, they would simply follow orders.
The daoist was very satisfied, but did not leave immediately.
All the way until a slender figure walked out of the depths of the bamboo forest.
Seeing that figure, the daoists hurriedly lowered their heads, their expressions becoming even more respectful.
The daoist was aloof and indifferent.
"Senior Brother, is it necessary to dispatch such a massive force to kill a Rainwater Commandery's warden who's a uncivilized martial artist?!"
A mocking voice sounded out from the approaching figure. Judging from the voice, he should be a young man.
As he drew closer, everyone discovered that he was really a young daoist. Wearing a pristine white daoist robe, he was remarkably handsome with an extraordinary demeanor.
The daoist turned his head to look at this young daoist, his brow furrowing slightly as he said, "This is the Sect Master's decision, you will accompany us."
The young daoist shook his head and said with a sneer, "Is there a need for so many people? I can go alone and bring back the heads of that warden and that boy. There's no need for so much trouble."
Hearing the young daoist's words, those purple-robed daoists did not dare to voice any objections. After all, the identity of this young daoist was not one they could afford to
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