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.
The Shadow Ghostly Prison is Boiling!
Redakteur: SSins
"What?!? Xin Yan is missing? The Windstorm War Department lost one-third of its members?"
Fighting League's Headquarters in Shadow Ghostly Prison was situated on a blue life star. Inside the God of War temple in the center of the star, a handsome man was screaming angrily, his face pale with rage.
Feng Yan wore a forced smile and just stooped her head without talking.
"What happened?" Feng Han took a deep breath. He calmed down, but his eyes were still as sharp as blades.
"We went to life star number 9 of Potion and Tool Pavilion to discuss business..." Feng Yan explained what she knew about the situation with her head held low. She didn't dare to miss any detail.
Feng Han listened quietly. After a while, he said coldly, "You said someone at Third Sky of Incipient God Realm poked his nose in it?"