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!
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
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
The Location Of The Underworld Blood Lake
Translator: Mr Voltaire
Editor: Modlawls123
Ling Chen took out the Forgotten Continent's map and looked over it, but he couldn't find anything related to the Underworld. As such, he could only look around himself and walk towards the run-down houses.
It looked like a ransacked village. There were tens of houses, and all of them were damaged and in need of repairs. The walls were jet black, and many of the walls were falling off. Weeds grew on the roofs, and most of the windows and doors were rotten. The small village was completely silent, and from the distance, light could only be see in 3 or 4 of these houses.
Tap¦ Tap¦ Tap¦
Because it was so quiet, Ling Chen's footsteps sounded extremely clear. After he took a few steps, he suddenly stopped because he realised the walking sounds weren't just coming from himself.
Tap¦ Tap¦ Tap¦
Ahead of him, a dark figure appeared within his field of vision. Because it was too dark, Ling Chen was unable to see the person's facial features or what the person was wearing. He could only see that the person had a crooked back, had their head tilted to one side, and walked extremely slowly. Each step was so heavy that it seemed contain all of his body weight. Ling Chen frowned as he gripped the Chilling Star in his hand, walking towards the figure.
When they were about 10 metres apart, Ling Chen was finally able to see the figure clearly¦ it was indeed a person. He wasn't short, but because of how hunched he was, he looked like he had some sort of illness. His footsteps were slow and heavy, and every step seemed to take all of his strength. He looked like an old man who barely had any strength. The clothes he was wearing made him look worse than a beggar, and there was no place on them that was clean or undamaged¦ they were no longer clothes, but rather rags that were barely held together. His face was also incredibly ashen, and it was so wrinkled that it looked like the exterior of a hundred-year-old tree. His eyes were wide open, but they had no life
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