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
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 34: New Map! The Underground Sewer and Slime!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 623: Old Friend From Younger Days
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3830: Traversing Through Outer Space
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
Chapter 723: Warhorse Transaction Concluded!
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Unfortunately, this still isn't enough to hold me!
The flash of a sharp sword appeared in the darkness, and a cruel light flickered in Wang Chong's eyes. Clang! A sword rang out as Wang Chong unsheathed his Wootz Steel sword and struck.
Bang!
After what seemed like both a second and endless epochs, a beam of astonishing light suddenly shot out of the darkness. A single slash had been enough to cut Hulayeg's cage of top-class Arabian steel into pieces.
With a jolt, Wang Chong flew out of the cage. His right foot pressed upon its remnants, allowing him to shoot off it like a bird.
After traveling ten-some zhang, Wang Chong stepped on the wall to his right and continued his ascent. Through a repetition of this action, it took only a few moments for Wang Chong to see a point of light in the darkness, one that was rapidly expanding.
The mouth of the pit! A thought flashed through his mind as he looked up.
The metal cage had been extremely heavy, causing the descent to be extremely fast. Judging from his current situation, he had been dropping for only a few seconds, but he had descended around seventy or eighty meters.
For ordinary people, this situation was certain death, but to an Imperial Martial expert like Wang Chong, it was barely worth mentioning.
Whoosh! With a final shake of his sleeves, Wang Chong flew through the mouth of the pit like a sharp sword and lightly flipped onto the ground.
"Ah!"
Screams came from nearby, and when Wang Chong opened his eyes, he saw that the gloomy underground room was full of Hu bodyguards, all of them wounded and bloody.
In the middle of these bodyguards stood a mysterious man, dressed in black, with a travel-worn turban on his head and a white mask over his face. His hand was currently grasping a dagger that was pressed against Hulayeg's neck.
"Get back, get back…"
Hulayeg's face was filled with panic, and when he saw Wang Chong, his fear only deepened.
"Impossible! You… how
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