Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Horror Game Designer
Nightmare Assault
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Zhan Yue
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1087: Giving Up
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 455 - The Strange Verdant Grassland
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1480- Annihilation final form
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Chapter 12 - Acquiring A Talisman
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 749: If You Say There's a Problem, There's a Problem
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3885: Remains of the Ghost Immortal (One)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1479- 5.5 million
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 504: Fish
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1086: Entering the Formation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 83
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1478- Space Crossing Challenge
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Chapter 11 - An Elder’s Opportunity
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 454 - What On Earth Did This Kid Do
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 748.3: Like or Not, It's Like This - Part 3
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 389: Painter
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 503: Mad Parents
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1477.5- Start of the big plan
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1085: Turning a Battle into a Play
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The Lightning Burial Canyon didn’t completely collapse after the fall of the Lightning God.
Though she was gone, the power she left behind continued to sustain the canyon.
The small square outside the Lightning God's tomb remained intact, and any fortunate soul who reached it could still claim a reward.
However, no one could ever again enter the Lightning God's tomb or lay eyes on her palace.
Now, Lightning Grasses grew throughout the canyon, swaying within the crackling arcs of lightning.
“It’s time to go.”
Lin Moyu cast one final glance at the collapsed cavern. But just as he turned to leave, he abruptly stopped.
Behind the mountain’s rubble, a stone stele caught his eye.
His gaze sharpened. Without hesitation, he flew toward it at full speed.
The stele, once hidden within the mountain, had only been exposed after the collapse.
Its surface was covered in intricate runes drawn in a flowing style, impossible to decipher, yet clearly extraordinary.
Lin Moyu couldn't read them, but he didn’t need to. Knowing what it was would suffice.
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