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I Created A Dungeon In A Cultivation World

Argon got Isekaid to another world, and also got a system that can help him build a dungeon in a cultivation world, where people can get amazing treasures inside. And for our mc to get enough resources for upgrading the dungeon he also needs to kill the people that will enter his dungeon to get soul coins that will help him upgrade the dungeon. In a world where cultivation is the key to power and strength. Argon has the power to create dungeons - underground labyrinths filled with powerful monsters and valuable treasures. Using his unique abilities, Argon creates a dungeon in the heart of an unknown forest, hoping to attract powerful cultivators and increase his own strength. But as his dungeon grows in size and power, the top powerhouses in the world realized the danger of the dungeon, since the dungeon would pour out unknown monsters that will wreak havoc in the world. To survive in this new world, Argon must use all his cunning and strength to navigate the treacherous world of cultivation and defend his dungeon from those who seek to destroy it. ------------------- Discord: https://discord.gg/rRznGw45WS

BLACKangelmarl · Eastern
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Chapter 160: Destroying The Veiled Forest (part 1)

As Isadora and Ma Kong ventured deeper into the heart of the Veiled Forest, an eerie silence engulfed the dense and mystical woodland. The towering ancient trees stood like silent sentinels, their gnarled branches reaching toward the heavens. Shimmering mists danced in the air, weaving intricate patterns that obscured the secrets hidden within.

The air grew heavy with anticipation. The second layer of the forest was notorious for its treacherous guardians—the Whispering Shadows. As they advanced, the mist thickened, weaving around the ancient trees like a sinister veil.

Their footsteps echoed softly as they moved through the second layer of the forest, the anticipation of encountering the Whispering Shadows heightening their senses. The atmosphere crackled with a palpable tension, as if the very forest held its breath in anticipation of the impending clash.