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: Sigma
Ye Zhang Feng carefully held a crystal bottle. His face was excited, his body slightly trembled while he repeatedly thanked Shi Yan.
Shi Yan stood on the crystal lotus throne, looking at the heart-shaped utensil slowly retreating into the lotus, as well as the King of Demonic Insects that was staring at him with a longing look.
He stretched out his finger and used his mind to condense one drop of immortal blood that was running inside his finger, feeling the strange surging spirit of this drop of blood.
Sizzle.
His fingertip split with a small slit. A drop of ruby-dark-red blood spun a little bit, and then slipped down.
The King of Demonic Insects was standing on tiptoe, greedily opening its mouth and swallowing that drop of immortal blood into its abdomen.