Sarah White
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Boom! Screee! The bird screeched as countless attacks trailed after it, landing on it from time to time. The bird’s injuries were slowly accumulating as Velcorn used his Healing Artifact to the limit, constantly healing it while replenishing his Origin Essence. This was the reason it was still alive. “He’s escaping towards the Folkan Secret Realm!” Two Martial Origin Stage experts shouted as they rode their flying type Martial Spirits, chasing after him, unleashing attributed attacks…-
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“Shit, this bastard cheated death and placed the blame on me?” Velcorn gasped, using an Essence Stone to replenish his Origin Essence reserves. He then took out an Artifact, seeping his Origin Essence into it to activate it, causing a pale white energy to wash out as his wounds began to slowly recover. He panted in exhaustion, stopping his bleeding as his energy began to recover little by little. Currently in his hands was a scroll that he had fished out from the pockets of one of the slain experts.…
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Boom! Kheee! Screee! “Catch him!” “Don’t let him escape!” “He’ll be using his Putrid Crocodile to escape into the ground. Prevent that!” Martial Origin Stage experts chased after a running youth, hurling a variety of attacks. But every single time, two or more attacks would collide into one another, cancelling each other out, causing him to escape unscathed. And when only a single cultivator unleashed an attack, the youth somehow managed to divert part of the attack while evading the…
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The building was a wide cylinder, with a radius of five kilometres and a height of hundred metres. Situated atop it was a dome, creating a special environment inside. The building was surrounded by a barrier that shone with a pale purple hue, flickering constantly from time to time as a group of cultivators constantly bombarded attacks onto it. Situated above the tower’s entrance was a massive plague, with the words, ‘Essence Derby Palace’ inscribed on it. “Why are so many people gathered…
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The Blood Vitality Grass required stringent conditions to grow. First of all, its seeds were too rare and looked no different from the pollen of a regular grass. For the seed to mature, it had to be swallowed by a Martial Origin Stage Origin Beast that lived in a place abundant with Origin Essence in the air. This, coupled with the Origin Beast constantly devouring other origin beasts was a needed condition. And slowly, the Blood Vitality Grass absorbed the blood from the Origin Beast’s body, growing…
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“This place is…?” Compass Carburettor blinked, noticing that he had appeared within what seemed to be a forest. The trees surrounding him were massive, with each spanning at least 40-50 metres in height, possessing thick foliage that caused the place to become dark.𝙞𝘯𝘯𝙧𝒆𝘢𝐝. C𝑜ｍ But to him, this place wasn’t dark at all. After all, a frog was able to see exceptionally well in the dark, not to mention having exceptional sensitivity to anything that moved. So, he wasn’t…
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“I’m Xuer, pleased to meet you.” Xuer cupped her fists, greeting both the Blazing Sun Clan Leader and his granddaughter. “Likewise, I’m Bunuela.” Bunuela cupped his fists in response, asking, “Do you have the Ice Crane Martial Spirit?” “Yep.” Xuer nodded. “I’ll find you once we enter the Secret Realm, then,” Bunuela said, turning silent after that. “Well, let’s leave the discussions to the youngsters and wait here patiently, shall we?” The Blazing Sun Clan Leader said,…
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“So, this is the Folkan Secret Realm’s entrance.” A cultivator muttered, gazing at a majestic gate that was embedded along the sides of a mountain cliff. The mountain spanned a height of around three kilometres and seemed to be split into two by a sword, creating a gorge in the centre. The width of this gorge spanned two hundred metres, creating a passage for the people to arrive. And embedded within one side of the cleaved mountain half was a pair of majestic doors, spanning a height of hundred…
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Rilk City; Compass Carburettor and Grisha arrived within the room of an inn that she had already booked in advance. the moment he arrived, Compass Carburettor noticed that there was a lot of noise in the area, wondering what was up. “Cultivators and even mortals from all over the Gaider Realm have arrived here.” Grisha said, “At present, there are no rooms left in any inn. Some of the residents had even opened up one or two rooms of their house to make some quick change due to this occasion.…
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Swish! Faint Origin Essence waves sparked around him as Compass Carburettor was meditating, preparing his tools for war. First was his offensive means. He couldn’t just rely upon Snag to injure others. That wouldn’t even show the true extent of his power. And, as his attacks involved the mind, illusions and hallucinations would become his mode of execution. If there was one difference between the two, it would be the difference in immersion in comparison to the target’s conscious wish. In an…
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