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
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
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Chapter 1569: Returning to the Capital!
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
"Senior!"
Wang Chong was somewhat caught off guard.
"I'm fine, I'm fine! Kid, thank you. To think that this old man would see such a supreme treasure of the formation arts in my lifetime! It's wonderful!"
The Formation Elder waved his hand.
As he spoke, he began to flip through the book, and after just a few pages, his voice began to dwindle away and his eyes seemed almost glued to the pages. By the very end, he had completely forgotten Wang Chong's existence and seated himself on the ground to read.
While startled at first, Wang Chong soon didn't know whether he should laugh or cry. From the look on the Formation Elder's face, nothing he said now would get through.
As Wang Chong stood guard over the Formation Elder, a constant stream of martial artists came up to bid farewell, and the crowd began to shrink.
After some time, a familiar figure appeared on the eastern horizon, holding an extremely striking white cane.
Wang Chong hastily went up to welcome him.
"Village Chief, where is my master? Wasn't he with you?"
Now that matters in the northwest had been settled, Wang Chong was only waiting around for the Wushang Village Chief and the Demonic Emperor Old Man. Although Wang Chong had not seen the two of them on his way back to the surface, he had already received a special signal from them indicating that they were alright.
This was not the first time the three of them had been separated, and though they had each encountered their own trials and tribulations, nothing had ever been able to hold down his master and the Wushang Village Chief, and the same could be said for Wang Chong.
The Wushang Village Chief stopped, and after taking a flabbergasted glance at the cross-legged Formation Elder, intoxicated in the pages of the Formation Divine Treatise, he solemnly turned to Wang Chong.
The Wushang Village Chief got straight to the point. "Your master wanted me to deliver a message. He says that you shouldn't wa
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