Yang Tian snickered. His wide-radius crimson demonstrated tremendous vital essence. His game plan was to turn it into a stamina contest since he was sure he’d outlast LI Qingxue.
The inferno, the red furnace, its marks and the … Read more
Two individuals donning black robes watched the duel in the distance. The smaller individual’s eyes glimmered at the sight of Black Devil. She remarked, “Isn’t that the other half of the sword? How does he have it?”… Read more
An elder, livid over the unfair play, huffed. “Now this is dangerous.”
Li Qingxue’s flames’ temperature was on the opposite end of the spectrum compared to her cold gaze. She used an ornament to … Read more
The lightning and flames bell vanished after the Dao Rank furnace’s appearance. The once arrogant and now furious Li Qingxue emerged in a frayed state. Some of her hair was burnt. Some of it covered her face.
Yun’er giggled … Read more
The genius and ethereal Li Qingxue treaded on air. The gazes of admiration on her stroked her ego. She utilised her optical illusion technique again. Seeing the same technique repeated, Yang Tian stood his ground and awaited … Read more
The audience was in uproar over Yang Tian’s punch that rattled the Dao Rank lotus and even knocked a petal off without any consequences.
Shangguan Hao patted Qing Yuan on the shoulder and laughed. “He really … Read more
The audience discussed Li Qingxue’s discharged aura. Xing Hao was confident in Yang Tian. Yun’er hated Li Qingxue to the point she clenched her fists and hurled profanity. Li Qingxue was confident and determined to win … Read more
The black seal’s energy trying to blow apart Acala Bell seemed infinite.
Yang Ba’s phantom Buddhist wanted to emerge. Though his face was ashen, he was delighted that his relic could compare to his golden … Read more
All eyes in the arena were on the small, shrouded black seal. The Celestial Weapon was capable of putting a hole in Vacant Sky City when its ability’s output was dialled up to its max. The rumbling was … Read more
Monsters dwelled in the back of the black hand. On Tian Wei’s palm were patterns that spread, pulling vital essence toward it rapidly. If his technique landed, it could melt a living organism.
In response, Yang Ba … Read more