Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
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!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
The Hidden Dragon Ranking: although it felt like everyone was ranked the same way, the ranking was further split into three categories—eighth-grade Di rank, ninth-grade Di rank, and tenth-grade Di rank. For example, an eighth-grade Di ranked genius would never be ranked in the top fifteen on the ranking even they had a cultivation of the peak Martial Highness Realm.
Due to the limitations of the Canglan Continent’s Martial Spirits, an eighth-grade Di ranked cultivator could at most reach the half-Martial Progenitor Realm. Only a ninth-grade Di ranked cultivator could actually rank up to the Martial Progenitor Realm.
That was the reason why some of the rogue cultivators had immediately left the place after learning that Zhu Hang was not coming.
Currently, the place was dead silent.
No one had expected Zhu Hang to appear all of a sudden and challenge Duan Qing to a drinking contest!
“Senior Brother!” The trio immediately reacted and lowered their status, without any sign of being as prideful as before.
“Cultivator Zhu Hang, what a surprise to see you here…” Luan Chengjie spoke to Zhu Hang in a respectful tone.
Qin Nan glanced toward him too.
A young man stood at the entrance, with golden hair and sharp eyebrows. Not only did he not conceal his cultivation, he also fully displayed the pride he had in his bones.
It was as if he was trying to say—everyone here was his servant!
And he was the king!
“Ninth-grade Di ranked martial Spirit, three Sacred Weapons inside his body, and a few hundred Emperor Weapons. On top of that, there’s a mysterious aura within his body that even my left eye of the Divine God of Battle fails to peek through…” Qin Nan’s eyes flickered with astonishment. Frankly speaking, this Zhu Hang was outstanding, completely outmatching the talent of the Three Stars.
Zhu Hang nodded his head slightly facing the Three Stars and Luan Chengjie as a greeting. Following this, his gaze landed onto Qin Nan’s figure as he calmly spoke, “I’ll ask again—I’ll have a drinking contest with you. The one who drinks more
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