Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3847: Facing an Immortal Exalt
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 361: The First Hour
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 282: Smile
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1241- Antidote and Sacrifice (1)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 41.1
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1240- Deciding
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 347 - He Who Knows Himself And Knows His Enemy Need Not Fear The Result Of A Hundred Battles
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 647.1: That Sword Is Only 90% Complete From Start to End - Part 1
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 281: Reports
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 360: Chaos Beyond Gods' Prediction
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 40.3
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1239- Reproduction Peak
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1238- Extortion
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 646.3: A Sword That Subverts the World - Part 3
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3846: An Immortal Exalt’s Threats
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 280: Partner
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 359: Painter Gao Ming
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1237- Protection Fee
Meng Anwen opened his eyes and exchanged a glance with Bai Yiyuan. Both shared a flicker of surprise. Lin Moyu had only been in the Abyss for half a day, yet he returned carrying an overwhelming murderous aura.
Bai Yiyuan’s eyes narrowed as he studied Lin Moyu, who now seemed cloaked in a thick, palpable murderous aura—the kind that could only be born from slaughtering countless lives.
After Lin Moyu had single-handedly wiped out the Drake Legion before, his murderous aura had been intense. But compared to now, that earlier intensity seemed almost trivial. If a low-level class user were to stand before him now, they would likely buckle under the pressure of his murderous aura alone.
Lin Moyu stepped into the courtyard and bowed respectfully to Bai Yiyuan and Meng Anwen, “Teacher, Senior Meng, I’m back.” His tone remained the same, though the coldness in his eyes was unmistakable.
Bai Yiyuan, with curiosity laced in his voice, asked, “What did you do in the Abyss?”
Lin Moyu wasn’t surprised that Bai Yiyuan already knew about his journey. After all, Meng Anwen was far too enigmatic, almost omnipotent in his eyes.
He calmly recounted his actions in the Abyss, and even the always-composed Meng Anwen's expression shifted ever so slightly.
Bai Yiyuan, wide-eyed, exclaimed, “You killed the Tetrawing Bull King’s avatar?”
Lin Moyu nodded, “Yes. With the help of the Primordial Rune skill, my newly awakened talent, and a large number of corpses, I managed to kill him. But I was only able to succeed because he didn’t try to flee. Had he run, I wouldn’t have been able to stop him.”
Bai Yiyuan chuckled lightly, “That stubborn bull. All he knows is how to fight. Fleeing was never an option for him.”
He had crossed paths with the Tetrawing Bull King before and knew him well—stubborn and not too bright.
Meng Anwen studied Lin Moyu carefully before speaking softly, “You’ve done something unprecedented. The Abyss has always been the one to invade—massacring cities, slaughtering people. But you went there and turned the tables, unleas
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