Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
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!
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
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Chapter 792: Dusong Mangpoje's Fear! (II)
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Never in Dusong Mangpoje's life had he encountered a situation like this. He basically recognized all the Imperial Great Generals of the world, but he did not recognize this black-robed elder. However, the energy bursting from that old man was ruthless, cruel, and suffused with a boundlessly aggressive nature.
For a moment, Dusong Mangpoje felt like he wasn't looking at a human, but tens of thousands of swords and sabers exploding outward. In the heart of that explosion of swords and sabers, however, was a pitch-black hole.
Bang!
Before Dusong Mangpoje could react, another tsunami of energy exploded from the other side.
That old and tottering white-haired elder with the inflexible expression began to rapidly rise in cultivation: True Martial realm, Profound Martial realm, Imperial Martial realm, Saint Martial realm… In an instant, both elders had reached the peak of the Saint Martial realm.
"Dusong Mangpoje, I spared your life in our last meeting, so why haven't you learned anything?" said the Wushang Village Chief in a thunderous voice.
"It's you?!"
Dusong Mangpoje's body trembled as if he had been struck by lightning, countless images beginning to flit through his mind. As he examined that aged face, he finally recognized who it was.
Around half a year ago, he had mixed into the capital with the First Prince, but Wang Chong had exposed his identity, forcing him to flee. He first had the First Prince return to the Tibetan Plateau and then led off the pursuing soldiers by himself.
At the time, he had mistakenly wandered into a mountain valley, where he had almost been killed. Dusong Mangpoje had never imagined that the mysterious elder who had defeated him in the mountain valley would show up here.
The shock was so great that, for a moment, this Ü-Tsang Great General showed a little consternation.
"Not good!"
Dusong Mangpoje trembled as an enormous fear seized his body. He suddenly understood why Wang Chong had been
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