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!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 306: Malice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 228: Surrounded
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1139.5- Ice Corridor (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1139- Ice Corridor
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 670 - Descend, O Crawling Chaos
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 76: Split
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 27: The Cruel Truth
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 601: There's Nothing Easy in Life, so Everything Is Difficult
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 305: Do Not Open
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 227: Conscience
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1138- Time is of the essence
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 315 - My Turn To Lay Waste To A City
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 668 - The Angel Exterminates Demons
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3819: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Strength
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 600: The Son Doesn't Know the Father
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1137- Doesn't matter if you agree
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Buzz!
After what seemed both like one second and like countless years, there was an almost inaudible buzz. As Wang Chong and the Arab High Priest looked on, the eyelids of the head on the stone table trembled and began to slowly open.
Time seemed to stop.
"Ah! In the end, this moment has still come."
With a deep sigh, the head opened its mouth, its eyes tinged with an indescribable sense of age and experience.
In this gloomy stone chamber was a bodiless head, an indescribably bizarre sight, and even more bizarre than that was that this bodiless head could speak.
But both Wang Chong and the Arab High Priest were unsurprised. At their level of cultivation, they had comprehended the essence of the world, and they could do what appeared mythical or absurd in the eyes of common people.
"Senior, this junior came late!"
As Wang Chong looked at the Sindhu High Priest—or perhaps one should call him 'Origin Supreme'—he lowered his head and bowed, a hint of dejection in his eyes.
The Sindhu High Priest did not have much time left. Wang Chong knew that this would probably be their final conversation.
"Heheh, life and death are decided by fate, and besides, this old monk has already lived for more than ten thousand years, far more than an ordinary person. I have no regrets. All things thrive just as they must decline. Your Highness, there is no need to feel sorrow for this old monk!"
Origin Supreme's face was calm, his eyes exuding a calm aura that had seen through all things.
"And compared to this old monk's death, there is an even more important matter, and it is why this old monk called for you on his deathbed."
Origin Supreme's expression turned grave.
Wang Chong's heart thumped as he focused.
"Heaven is about to emerge!" Origin Supreme sternly said.
Bang!
Origin Supreme's simple sentence instantly stirred up a storm in Wang Chong's mind.
"What?!!"
Anyone who had some understanding of the Celestial God Organization would understand what Origin Supreme's words meant.
Up until now, 'Heaven' was the s
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