Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
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 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
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!
The temple was dark, and all the plaques appeared to be staring at Han Fei. Han Fei moved the table and noticed a tattered book of lineage under the table. Most of the content was lost. Only a few words could be recognized. “Cocoon of Longevity, Well of Immortality, Ageless Meat, and ghosts that can feed on age.”
The book recorded some very scary things. The ancestors of the Fu Family didn’t seem to die. They had turned into some kind of half-human, half-ghost existence through mysterious methods.
“The black box… is bleeding?!”
Han Fei was looking through the book when he felt a chill run up his spine. He turned around and realized the temple doors had closed. The plaques shivered. The door guardians on the door slowly walked out. Normal temple doors were defended by door guardians. However, the guardians of this temple had rotten faces and bony bodies.
“How can humanity’s base rely on ghosts to guard the doors? This place has completely turned to ghosts. There’s no need to save these people.” Black mist leaked out. The headmaster grabbed the two door guardians and dragged them into the abyss. Han Fei didn’t stop there. He turned to the table. “And you. None of you are getting away tonight.” Han Fei swallowed everything inside the table into the abyss. Han Fei toyed with the black box and noticed something interesting. This black box was made, mimicking the black box in his mind. The material used was very unique. Even Pure Hatred couldn’t harm it. “I can’t open the real black box, but I think I can open you.”
The starlight shone on the black box. Han Fei observed it carefully. The faith of many villagers surrounded the fake black box. It represented both salvation and destruction. When the healing persona tried to invade it, the box would deter Han Fei with the villagers’ faith. When the greed persona tried to consume it, the evil energy inside the box would awaken. “This is quite an interesting design. But the creator probably didn’t think I would be able to open the box from both sides?”
When the starlight
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