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.
You Don't Deserve That!
Éditeur: Vick
The Cyan Blood Bat had a length of about eight meters and a broad back, so it was still spacious, even when there were two people sitting on top of it.
Holding onto the Cyan Blood Bat's long thin ears, Shi Yan clenched his legs tightly on its neck, as the air blowing against him was like a strong gale.
Looking down from up in the sky, the warriors in the Dead Swamp were as small as flies, and a sense of pride welled up in Shi Yan.
Riding a Demon Beast in the sky with the wind shuttling beside his ears, Shi Yan loved the feeling of riding the Cyan Blood Bat.
The Shura Blood Guard on that Cyan Blood Bat noticed Shi Yan's enjoyment. He smiled, "If Young Master Yan returned to the Yang Family, you will have a better mount, and then the Cyan Blood Bat will mean nothing."
'A better mount?'
Shi Yan's asked,"What sort of mount?"