God Of Slaughter
Growing up parentless, Shi Yan, who was left with a large amount of inheritance money, bore a general disinterest in life. The only times he felt alive was when adrenaline coursed thorough his veins. He quickly found that extreme sports, bungyjumping, cave diving & skydiving, gave him the biggest kicks. The bigger the adrenaline kick, the closer he was to death, the more alive he felt. Waking up in a pile of dead bodies in an unknown land, after a diving adventure had ended disastrously, he quickly realizes the body he now possessed was not his own. Follow Shi Yan as he explores this new world where danger lurks around every corner, and death is only a breath away; a world in which Shi Yan could not feel any more alive.
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Editor: SSins
A dark purple flame glowing dazzlingly flew out of Little Fatty's left pupil. It flickered and released a dominant soul energy fluctuation.
Little Fatty squinted his bead-like eyes. He used the dark purple flame to sense the auras of other people around him. The dark purple flame danced and sent flows of Soul Consciousness hundreds of miles away in just a blink.
This process didn't take a long time. He retrieved the dark purple flame into his head and laughed harmlessly. "Those women are staying far away from us. They can't hear us for sure. Thus, you can tell me the story of Grace Mainland. Yeah, by the way, I'm Cang Yun. You can call me Little Cang or Little Yun. It's up to you. Don't be too distant."