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
In the military camp outside Xuanliang Commandery, a figure emerged from the central military tent, and then disappeared into the expanse of the world. When it reappeared, it had already arrived in the courtyard in the commandery city.
Entering the courtyard, it appeared in that house. It was not night, but there was indeed a solitary lamp inside. A man stood at the door and said respectfully, "The matter has been handled. Everything in Xuanliang Commandery today is under control."
"Well done, Yuanshan."
After a moment, a voice of praise, neither loud nor soft, emanated from inside the house. Judging from the voice, it seemed to be an elderly person.
Listening to this familiar yet unfamiliar voice, Daoist Yuanshan lowered his head even more, saying softly, "It's this disciple's honor to be able to serve Ancestor."
"Hehe, what do you mean by serving me? Accomplishing this task is to eliminate a major calamity for the entire cultivation world. How can it be my personal selfishness?"
The voice of the elderly man held some vicissitudes of emotion, but it mostly carried a sense of helplessness. "How can the monarch of Great Liang be so easy to kill? Even the Demon Emperor couldn't keep him in the Demon Realm. Even if we, this group of people, take advantage of the situation, where would we find the courage?"
As he spoke, the old man laughed. "Yuanshan, come on in."
Daoist Yuanshan's expression instantly became extremely solemn. He pushed open the large door and walked inside.
The current room was relatively simple in its arrangement. In the center, there was a wooden table with a lone lamp atop it. Despite it not being nighttime, the room appeared somewhat dim. Even with the faint light from the lone lamp, it did not manage to illuminate the room much.
Beside the wooden table, there stood four individuals, each with white or graying hair, solemn expressions, and perhaps a tinge of sorrow.
Among the four, the one standing north of the wooden table, the person at the head wore an old daoist robe. It seemed to h
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