Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
Zhan Yue
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 344: Favour
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 428: The Origin of the God of the Future
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1348.5- Mysterious Land (2)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 60.3
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1027: Severing Hook
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1348- Mysterious Land
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 427: Destined Future
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1347.5- Laughter behind the back (2)
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1026: Psychic Grass
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1347- Laughter behind the back
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 60.2
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 343: Penance
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 426: Reunion
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1346- Searching for what?
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1025: Overcoming the Trial
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1345.5- Mission start (2)
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 424: Late Discovery
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1345- Mission start
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Necromancer: I Am A Disaster Chapter 391 - The Ancestral Land Is About To Open (Teaser)
Yan Kuangsheng burst into laughter, “I told you it wouldn’t work, but you still wanted to try.”
Bai Yiyuan smirked, “You think I didn’t know? Moyu, the Chuangshi Institute’s ancestral land is indeed about to open. Since Dean Mo is here, he can explain the details to you.”
Lin Moyu had already guessed as much when he saw Mo Xinghe—it was likely related to the opening of the ancestral land.
Mo Xinghe nodded, “The ancestral land will open in the coming days, and the list of participants has already been finalized. I’ll now explain what you need to be mindful of once inside.”
“Wait a moment.” Ning Tairan interrupted just as Mo Xinghe was about to speak.
Everyone turned to him in confusion.
“Let Yiyi listen as well.” He said.
With a flick of his finger, a gentle breeze brushed past Ning Yiyi, waking her from her slumber. She rubbed her eyes groggily, then blinked in surprise at the gathered crowd.
Letting out a small yelp, she quickly jumped down, her cheeks tinged with embarrassment. She shot Lin Moyu a reproachful glance, as if to say, h
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