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.
A Strong Current
Editor: SSins
Inside the fantasy space mirrors, Batum's voice weakened. The God Lord and Ming Hao had joined hands to kill him. Batum couldn't get out with his body.
Indeed, when the scream from the mirrors ceased, Batum's soul altar flew out like a breeze of wind, trying to escape.
Shi Yan's black hole was hovering by the light curtain and waiting for him patiently. A soul-sucking force came. Batum's soul struggled hard but he couldn't escape. Following Yerbugh and the others, he was dragged into the black hole.
Almost at the same time, the water pond that Ling Mei's power had created froze as the icy energy intruded.
Inside the water pond, Ling Mei was a beautiful ice sculpture, locked in the pond. From a distance, it looked like she was sealed in a world of ice where only the beauty of the coldness was exposed.
Ling Mei's breathing slowly subsided. Her gloomy eyes looked at Shi Yan from a distance as she tried to shake her head.