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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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426 Chs

Chapter 77: Devastated Waydale City

As they approached the city, Dryden could feel the gloomy atmosphere that hung over it like a heavy cloak.

They entered inside, there was not even a soldier guarding the city gate.

Even though Waydale city was poor compared to other cities, at the least, there should be a good amount of residents living in it. But now, he can hardly see any people in sight.

"What's going on?" one of the commanders asked, looking around in confusion.

The group continued to walk through the city, and as they did, they didn't see any soldiers at all, and many buildings had been damaged or destroyed. People were huddled in their homes, too afraid to venture outside.

As they walked deeper into the city, they came across a group of men who were dressed in ragged clothing and had unkempt hair. One of them stepped forward, his eyes scanning the group greedily.

"Give us your money and weapons," he demanded, brandishing a rusty knife.