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
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 929: Hidden Estate
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1136- Give them 10%
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 667 - Angel Descends by Our Side
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 26: The Demon King Domain’s Little Provision Store Opens!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 599: The Sky Isn't Bright Yet, What to Do
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
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
Meanwhile, in the Ocean Tribe, one of the Eight Ancient Tribes...
The Ocean Tribe was located in the Ocean of the Forbidden Spirit. The ocean was maintained by the experts of the Ocean Tribe every generation. Any outsiders that trespassed within the ocean would have their cultivation greatly suppressed, while the people of the Ocean Tribe would have their cultivation strengthened.
"Fellow seniors, the God Horoscope Contest is about to begin. Now is your time."
In the deepest part of the Ocean of the Forbidden Spirit, an old man with blue hair and an abyssal-like aura arrived before a dark red mountain and brought his fists together.
"Mm."
Several ancient voices echoed from deep inside the mountain, followed by majestic rays that soared into the sky and shook the ocean. The rays gathered into a dark blue enormous sword that slashed at the mountain's entrance.
There was no explosion. It felt more like an aged door was being opened, as if some kind of seal had just been broken.
The blue-haired old man glanced ahead and immediately saw a spacious hall deep inside the mountain covered in various kinds of god glows. Several ice coffins emitting wisps of icy intent floated inside the hall.
Inside the coffins were cultivators who were still emitting formidable auras even though they were deeply asleep.
Every cultivator was a Martial Monarch Realm expert and most of them were peak Martial Monarchs. Only a few were ninth-layer Martial Monarchs.
"Ten thousand years of being frozen in ice to become the ancient gods, the bindings of Yin and Yang has been cleared..." The ancient voices appeared once again in a majestic tone.
The ice coffins shuddered as the ice began to melt. The eyelids of the cultivators twitched as if they would spring open at any second.
The eerie sight did not only take place in the Ocean Tribe but in the other seven ancient tribes as well. The same situation was also occurring in the Three Great Factions, the God Beast Forbidden Ground, the Lost Herb Garden, and other places.
The ice coffins were made of
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