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Chapter 696 – Whistle (3)
Reactions split instantaneously. The realm of instants. Taoist Sanfeng made an expression that seemed to smile yet not smile with a mysterious face, while Yue Feng in pink robes who had been rushing from afar stopped in place, restraining the young Desolate Fortress Lord. At the same time, young Grand Empress Dowager Wei Yan was spinning around toward Jeong Yeon-shin while swinging her long legs like a whip. 'The speed...!' Without any chance to draw his sword, Jeong Yeon-shin's raised arm…- 2.0 M • Ongoing
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Chapter 695 – Whistle (2)
The earth that had been transformed into a giant crater by some old man's Radiant Demon Technique earlier. Only the clear sound of small dirt clods rolling down and falling remained. By then, the three absolute beings had already been swept away in the storm. All that remained were Master Won-jeok, the dark green-haired girl, and Jeong Yeon-shin maintaining constant Return to Origin. A place Jeong Yeon-shin had once visited together with Desolate Fortress Lord. Near the city of World…- 2.0 M • Ongoing
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Chapter 694 – Whistle
Duke Zhuang dreams a dream like something from Zhuangzi's tales. Inside his head, events from the distant past unfold dreamlike like the fluttering of butterfly wings. It was a dream filled with the scent of tree bark. The shaven-headed noble clan monk, Four Great Vajra Won-jeok, stood in the center of it all. In a very vivid dream from the distant past that still brings torment to the present. "Zhang Sanfeng..." The voice echoed through the densely wooded forest. A voice that called out the…- 2.0 M • Ongoing
- Literary Star glanced around at his surroundings. The seats that should originally be filled with Four Treasures of the Study, ink fragrance, and Desolate Fortress scholars were emptily vacant. Though it was a pavilion famed for using the sky as its ceiling, only dimly floating dust particles drifted here and there through the brilliant rays of sunlight. The scene he had longed to see was nowhere to be found. Literary Star's mouth opened. "The empty seats just won't be filled. Don't tell me they…
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- A disgracefully gaunt old man backs away vertically from the fortress wall. Body movements that seeped semi-transparently into the air like premature twilight. For an instant, he looked so ethereal he didn't seem human. Rebel Fist Emperor Yan Yuan-cheng. Former Yan Family Head. He based all martial arts fundamentals on the Yan family. A mysterious business that transported large quantities of corpses to graves using necromancy during the Yuan Dynasty, but when that profession became despised…
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- A lamp in the wind. A swordsman's life is always like that. Some sword wielders change their beloved sword's name like a flickering candle. When great gaps between life and death have passed like a tsunami while roaming the martial world, or when hoping for better fortune. "......" Recollection Sea Sword. This was the inscription carved on the blade that rolled to a stop in Shaolin's grounds. It meant remembering the great sea, proving the character of its sword master Mad Lord Gongsun Yue. An old…
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- A plain where all surfaces were carved hemispherically as if tremendously massive star clusters had collided. A young woman who had been racing swiftly like fallen leaves mixed in hazy gales suddenly hesitated. "...Wait." She stood upright in place. Whoosh! Fierce headwinds piled more dust on her dusty black robe, and between her jet-black fluttering bangs, blue pupils froze solid. While fully revealing tremendous shock. "Squad Leader?" The dozen or so masters following closely also stopped without…
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Chapter 69 – Desert (8)
"Hey, where are you going first?" When Sun-woo ran across the rooftop, Hwangbo Ja-gyeom followed behind him in surprise, and Nan-seol also began moving together. And when the party gave up summoning and ran to meet the enemy, Yeon-hwa had no choice but to bow her head toward them once again. Though there were quite a few martial artists among the people here, few had equipped weapons yet, and many were injured and had lost their energy. If they hid in the ruined city and fought a chaotic battle…- 186.4 K • Ongoing
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Chapter 689 – Origin (7)
"...A strange matter." These were Hell Deviation Beom-ryeol's first words. It was conduct that maintained the composure of a clear mirror even though his hair had been grabbed and pulled up. The same as usual when he kept his distance, misunderstanding the Divine Sword Group Leader's character. "Suddenly the air twisted and spat out some hand. Since I knew it was Benefactor's energy waves, I left it alone, but why did the grounds become like this?" His appearance sitting cross-legged in whitish mist,…- 2.0 M • Ongoing
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Chapter 688 – Origin (6)
A hazily rising trajectory. It originated from just a single sword wind, yet Enter the Divine Sword had already returned to Jeong Yeon-shin's scabbard without any trace of being drawn. Simultaneously, traces of blade wind scattered without a trace like smoke clumsily lit by incense bearers. "......" Before he knew it, Jeong Yeon-shin was standing on Martial Star's broad shoulder. Because he had taken a light step just before extending the sword wind. It was Lotus Nezha's sword drawing technique. It…- 2.0 M • Ongoing
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