Lin Feng opened his eyes and found that he had turned into a gray mist that could dissipate at any time. The system said he only had three days left to live, unless he sacrificed something extraordinary in exchange for time. The rules are very clear - monsters, evil spirits, and treasures from heaven and earth will not be rejected. The only thing it didn't say was that people must be sacrificed.
That would be easy.
On the day the first batch of refugees were admitted to the ruined temple, he erected a wooden board with four words engraved on it: Place of Sanctuary. The displaced hunters, the swordsman who was hunted by the sect, the girl with a blood feud, the swordsman who trained from a handyman to the law enforcement hall - one after another, desperate people gathered in this ruined temple, under the gray fog.
Illusions trap enemies, yin energy erodes, and black frost covers the ground within the realm. The hunting fangs are only aimed at demons and evil cultivators, and the scope of protection has expanded from a ruined temple to a ruins.
Until the elder of the Scripture Collection Pavilion of the Qingxuan Sword Sect personally stepped on the Guixu boundary monument.
The Nascent Soul monk in moon-white robes stood in front of the temple, looking at the gray-black human-shaped mist: "Tongxuan realm, not bad. But you have just broken through, and the realm is not yet stable."
What answered him was the overwhelming black frost and a straight thrust from the sword formation. Gu Shisan has been practicing this sword for eleven years.
From a group of Yin evil that is about to dissipate, to the Qingxuan sword protector holding the Zhenyue Sword - all debts in this world must be repaid.
Lin Feng: My rules are very simple. Don't harm anyone, just kill what needs to be killed. No one will be left alive who violates the rules and returns to the ruins.
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[Behind the Scenes] [Decisive Killing] [Shelter Construction] [Traveling to Another World]
Reader comments
The plot is very short and bland, and the pace is a little fast, which is my favorite type.
The plot is very short and bland, and the pace is a little fast, which is my favorite type.