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 StarveCleric
Edited by RED
Chapter 298: Dusong Mangpoje!
An endless meandering mountain range reminiscent of the stormy waves of an ocean extended far across the vast plateau. The elevated altitude here allowed one to overlook any land and any empire.
From here, one could see the entire world!
In Great Tang, this place was known as Ü-Tsang.
"We have arrived at the blazing tree. As long as we scale across these mountains, we will be at Great Tang!"
A powerful gale blew, and at the highest point of the mountain range, nearing the edge of the high plateau, a middle-aged man dressed in silk stood against the wind. With a fan made of goose feathers, he pointed majestically at the horizon.
The middle-aged man had a scholarly appearance, and wisdom was reflected in his eyes. Even though he resembled a citizen of the Central Plains, the coarse and brownish skin tone beneath his sleeves betrayed his identity.
There was no doubt that he was a true-blue Tibetan.
"Lord, we can see it!"
Standing beside the middle-aged man was a valiant general with a long saber placed on his waist. He stood perfectly upright with his legs apart, creating the sensation reminiscent of an immovable mountain.
Despite his relatively short stature, the aura he exuded was towering and overwhelming.
It felt as if even if a mountain stood in his path, he would still be able to slice it apart with his saber.
"But so what if we can see it? That plot of land isn't suited for herding livestock. I don't understand why lord harbors such grand ambitions regarding it," Huoshu Guicang spoke impassively.
He knew the great ambitions his lord harbored, but as a general, he was unable to relate to them.
"Hahaha, Huoshu, you aren't seeing far enough," Dalun Ruozan chuckled on hearing the words of his aide, and retracted his goose feather fan.
"Even though Great Tang is unsuited for herding livestock, it produces the most beautiful silk and the greatest amount of rations in this world. On top of that, they have the largest number of cities, as well. Those standing on a h
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