The Lord of Taibai Water

The world was destroyed, the apocalypse descended, a new era began, and the right to survive as a Lord was granted to every person.
Domains, Heroes, Troops, Treasures, Resources—all of the countless servers constructed by the myriad continents were opened up.
Qin Muye looked at his panel, which was akin to cannon fodder, and his domain with its damaged suffix, and felt a strong urge to cry but no tears would come.
No divine talent, no hidden hints, no overpowered Profession.
"If that's the case, then I'll just have to adapt and live in a different way."

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This feeling was like what he experienced when he faced an ancient Shadow Monster with insufficient strength, sending shivers down his spine.


He was very familiar with this scene; it was exactly how Shadow Realm eroded the Human Realm. The only difference was that the enemy was more blatant and ruthless this time.


It was a normal thing, the Shadow Body was the connecting medium, the Shadow Realm Space was the core capability, and the multiplying Ghost Shadows were the medium for development.


With so many Spirit Monsters, even a bit of Luck taking effect could potentially become the decisive factor in winning or losing.


In their minds, even if they failed, they at least wanted to cause havoc on the continent floating in the sky, instead of being pinched to death like an ant during flight.


Chapter 270: Devouring, The End of the Shadow Realm