After being reborn, I spent seventeen years in seclusion and practiced hard.
I thought it was the college entrance examination for cultivating immortals, and I was about to ascend.
The end is coming, you tell me this is a zombie siege?
Looking at the survivors who were chased by zombies outside and cried for their parents, and the "powerful" zombies that broke into pieces at a touch, I fell into deep thought.
Where is the great terror of world destruction that I have been hiding from for seventeen years?
Where are your ancient martial arts sects, hidden powerhouses, and extraordinary organizations?
That's it?
Forget it, no one will care anymore. As someone who is preparing to ascend, I have no choice but to purify this planet.
Reader comments
Have you been doing this for 20 years? I feel like I'm not as smart as an ordinary person.
The subject matter is good, the plot is average
How should I put it? It feels okay. I can take a look at it, but I still have to be brave.
Have you been doing this for 20 years? I feel like I'm not as smart as an ordinary person.
The subject matter is good, the plot is average
How should I put it? It feels okay. I can take a look at it, but I still have to be brave.