Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 926: Jadefication
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 925: Pill Master
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1130.5- Cloud Peak delicacies (2)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 596: Uncle and Nephew (8)
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3816: The Master of Profound Secrets
The middle-aged daoist walked through the ruins, holding an umbrella, in complete silence.
There was constantly a sheet of blank paper beside him, with crimson marks that kept appearing. These marks were left by him, helping him keep track of where he had been so that he would not get lost when he turned back.
But in reality, a big shot like him would never worry about getting lost.
He used these methods simply because he did not want to revisit places he had already been.
However, this ruin was vast, and he had no idea when he would find what he was looking for. To this day, he had not found it.
Until now, he still did not find what he was looking for.
Aside from those words, there had been no other gains.
This time, he had left the Infatuation Daoist Temple under the pretext of closed-seclusion. But, he was well aware that he could not hide it from his senior brother for too long. Therefore, it was better to return early, if possible.
However, he quickly encountered some trouble.
He disappeared from the open field and arrived in a mountainous area. There was a stretch of hills between the mountains, and between the hills, there was actually a massive demon.
It was a ferocious-looking demon that resembled a small hill. Its entire body was covered in scales that shimmered with iridescent colors.
As for its head, it looked relatively normal, akin to an ordinary water buffalo.
Perhaps it was just a water buffalo, albeit one from ancient times.
The middle-aged daoist stood before this demon, inspecting it for signs of life. However, he could not sense any vitality, which left him somewhat disappointed. If this water buffalo before him had still been alive, it might have brought him something even better.
A demon that had lived for so many years was unlikely to be weak.
However, facing a daoist great sage like him held little significance.
The middle-aged daoist seriously pondered the books that documented various demon species and thought about all the demons that resembled the demon in front of him. H
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