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Taimo Mountain Castle Lord. Dark Heaven Emperor Cho Yeol. His long black hair cascaded down to his waist. His ears, jutting sharply upward on both sides, were unusually pointed like in traditional opera, and on the chest of his completely tattered pure white robe was embroidered a large golden sun. Cho Yeol's sculpted features harmonized with such attire. His overall impression was as cold as plaster. Even at the moment of expelling the intent of Transcendent Martial Art. No expression…-
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The manifestation of the Desolate Fortress Lord. Shin Byeok's words were merely confirmation. After all, King Qiong-ming and Lim Jin-myeong had already sensed it. The bell located in the inner castle of the Fortress Lord was a kind of dharma treasure. Not many could hear the spirituality of its resonance. Only those who had greatly cultivated their upper dantian could do so. "When do you think she will arrive?" King Qiong-ming asked the other two. The letter he had crumpled earlier was now…
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Jeong Yeon-shin was inwardly startled. This was because his mental intent had flowed outside his body. He hadn't parted his lips while rushing to the Mu Family Estate, and naturally, he hadn't voiced the words "a true physician" aloud. He had merely thought it sincerely. A learned person's mouth was supposed to be measured. 'Is this the aftereffect of Radiant Taiji?' The spirituality within his body was in an uncontrolled state. It was the same principle as when other peerless masters recite…
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Chapter 108
"Huh?" "Where is that sweet fragrance coming from...?" With a stifled groan, one person clutched his chest and collapsed. "Kheok!" Another person next to him also grabbed his chest with an extremely pained expression. "When, when! Keu, keuuuk!" These were people trained to endure pain. Yet the agony was so severe they couldn't suppress their screams. The remaining two martial artists were flustered. The bamboo hat wearer spoke in an irritated tone. "Give them Hand-Pinch Powder.…-
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Chapter 107
Wei Zong asked again. "The outer seed coat of the ginkgo tree only causes itching and redness. Scratching your arms and legs because of that wouldn't be enough to draw blood." "That's correct." Jin Ja-gang looked quietly at Wei Zong and asked. "Are you curious?" "I'm curious. You're planning to kill us all anyway, aren't you? Then you might as well tell me this much." "You understand well." Jin Ja-gang paused for a moment before answering. "Ginkgo leaves." "...!" At that…-
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"Kill him as painfully as possible." His arm was torn off. His legs were ripped apart and his body burst into flames. Just before dying, Min Do-jun burned the faces of the 14 hunters including Shin Kyung-min into his eyes. 'If I'm given a chance, I'll definitely kill you bastards. I'll kill you and all the sons of bitches around you in the most painful way possible.' He memorized their faces so he wouldn't forget this moment. So he could continue his revenge even if he became a…-
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Chapter 264 – The Final Test
'I don't have telekinesis.' Min Do-jun stared at the floating shadow. He had already figured out the dungeon's pattern. It was checking whether he possessed the traits of his former revenge targets. 'But I don't have Shin Kyung-min's telekinesis trait.' Since Shin Kyung-min had been removed from his revenge list, Min Do-jun had never killed him. Therefore, he couldn't have stolen his trait. 'What happens if I fail this test?' Would the dungeon kick him out? Or would something worse…-
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The night was deep blue. By the time Jeong Yeon-shin's group arrived at Xiahou Wei-jin's village, darkness had fallen. The pitch-black formation sky was filled with faintly glowing stars. Things that might or might not be real. "......" In front of the cold anvil. Jeong Yeon-shin saw the Tang siblings standing in the faint night mist. They seemed like mere shells of their physical bodies. Though their faces were smiling, they lacked their usual vibrancy. With complexions paler than the…
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The ancient-styled circular window was pure white. This was because the transparent sunlight flowing in was blocked. It was situated in the room's interior with the most vivid color, like a scroll painting depicting someone's face. The room's owner had arranged it that way. In the chamber where demonic energy flowed like a hazy fog. Baek Mi-ryeo sat cross-legged beside the bed. With eyes closed as if in meditation, her exceptionally black hair covered her back in a blue martial uniform and…
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Slowly. The space that had been scattering sunlight in all directions regained its original color, like a sky cleared of clouds. The formless swords that had been spread out like a sea of clouds had disappeared. Naturally, a yellowish-earth wasteland full of sword marks was revealed. "......" Two silhouettes stood there. There was no wind. The air was extremely dry. Even the transparent moisture of autumn had been swept away by the storm of sword strikes that had raged earlier. Only the two…
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