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Transformed into the God of Thunder, Zhao Hongzhong crumbled under the onslaught of the ghost generals in less than a second. Spears wreathed in ghostly wind and Netherfire pierced through his body, and his powerful divine soul was rapidly consumed. Agonized howls tore from Zhao Hongzhong’s throat. As for the other corpse kings who had charged with him in an attempt to break the formation and behead Lu Yan, they fared even worse. Despite their peerless divine abilities, they were helpless before…-
3.5 M • Ongoing
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"You… You're the Underworld Emissary? Impossible! How could you have slipped in unnoticed?!" Zhao Hongzhong stared in utter shock, momentarily forgetting the agony in his severed hand. The remaining Ninth-Rank Transcendents on the high platform finally reacted. They quickly scattered away, leaving only two figures standing atop the platform. The black-robed figure beside Lu Yan was finally revealed before the crowd. And it was only now that everyone became aware of a critical and terrifying…
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3.5 M • Ongoing
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Night had fallen over the ruins outside Gathering Site 13. Moonlight pierced through cracks in the earth, cascading like silvery threads into an ancient underground fortress hidden beneath the deserted town. A heavy, oppressive air hung in the damp space. Moss climbed the stone walls, glowing faintly with a ghostly light, making the entire chamber feel even more sinister. In the circular hall, forty-six black-robed figures stood silently, their presence seemingly isolating the area entirely from the…
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3.5 M • Ongoing
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Lu Yan's mind trembled violently. His expression grew solemn as he turned to ask Li Hao,"Do you know the origin of the apocalypse? Were there any unusual phenomena when it first began?" Li Hao had once been the leader of the Seventy-Third Base—a major stronghold with over several hundred thousand residents, one of the largest in the entire apocalyptic version. Even among the hundreds of bases, his status would be considered high-ranking. Logically, he should possess insight into the origins of the…
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3.5 M • Ongoing
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“Envoy, my lord!” Inside the prison, the battered and bloodied Li Hao lit up with joy the moment he saw Lu Yan holding the Soul Banner. Hearing that title, Yu Mingyu’s legs immediately gave out, and he nearly collapsed to his knees. Though he was the apparent leader of Gathering Point 73, in truth, everything there had been under the control of two Ninth-Rank Transcendents. Now that both of those Ninth-Rank Transcendents had been slain, and the remaining elite Transcendents were being…
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3.5 M • Ongoing
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Inside the prison dungeon of Gathering Site No. 73. Li Hao slumped in the filthy, chaotic cell. His disheveled hair covered his face, his body was covered in wounds, and barbed chains pierced through his shoulder blades, binding him firmly in place. The blood from his injuries had long dried up. Though he was a powerful Eighth-Rank Transcendent, in his severely wounded state, he could barely cling to life, let alone wield his strength. He was the only prisoner in the entire dungeon. The reason…
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3.5 M • Ongoing
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Rebuilding civilization! Lu Yan gave Guo Ze a deep look. A Fifth Stage Transcendent was considered top-tier within the apocalyptic version's system, but in Lu Yan’s eyes, it was utterly insignificant. On the surface, the two appeared to be at a similar level. But in truth, the gap between their combat power and cultivation was like heaven and earth. Lu Yan could casually dispatch dozens of Peak Qi Refining Yin Soldiers to form a battle formation and easily suppress Guo Ze. Yet despite this,…
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3.5 M • Ongoing
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Hearing those words, Lu Yan finally showed some interest. He ordered the Qiongyuan God within the Soul Banner to temporarily close the spatial rift, then stowed away the banner and slowly descended from the sky. On the ground, the elite scavenger squad looked up at Lu Yan with awe, not daring to breathe too loudly. Even the previously arrogant young Transcendent who had questioned the legends of the Underworld now had no trace of his earlier defiance. If before witnessing Lu Yan’s descent,…
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3.5 M • Ongoing
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The annihilation of a small town was nothing more than an appetizer to Lu Yan. Back when he first entered the Wasteland Version, his cultivation was only at the early stage of Qi Refining, and he could command only early-stage resentful spirits. At that time, resentful spirits had to manually rip the souls from zombies with ghost claws, and even against early- or mid-stage transcendent zombies, they had to group up for a chance at success. But now, the Yin Soldiers under Lu Yan's command had all…
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3.5 M • Ongoing
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Lu Yan sat cross-legged, channeling the vast ghost mist through the Soul Banner to begin refining the Nascent Soul of the Jindan Corpse King. Under normal circumstances, with only his Foundation Establishment cultivation, attempting to refine a Jindan-level soul would be pure fantasy. However, the Soul Banner in Lu Yan’s hand had already gathered three Ghost Gods and one thousand Yin Soldiers—more than enough to suppress a Jindan soul. More importantly, the Soul Banner contained a hidden trump…
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3.5 M • Ongoing
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