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.
Hundred Kalpa Ghost Hand Rattan
Editor: SSins
The iron-like thorny rattans were dancing in the sky like lightning strikes. They had crushed a lot of surrounding things.
The demonic rattan was like a small mountain with many strong, terrifying vines. They looked rigid enough to resist different energy attacks. The lightning strikes that the woman had used couldn't scratch it much.
While those vines were moving it the air, they narrowed her available space. Gradually, she lost space to hide.
The vines had a lot of sharp thorns. When they passed by her, they brought gusts of wind that blew her body and made her shiver. When those rattans touched her blue dresses that were made of some special materials they were cut open.
Her blue dress was torn, revealing her soft, creamy white skin.
She became more anxious, her breathing disordered. Her soul altar became turbulent. The dispute between her Lightning and Ice powers Upanishad emerged, which reduced the power of her attacks.