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."

Your Lord Has A Screw Loose?

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"???" Qin Muye was utterly confused. What could they possibly learn from here, or rather, what could they learn from them?


"Don't say that, there's a real possibility. A big hodgepodge, even messier than my Spirit Monster."


"And those called the Exotic Realm Demon Worms, does it mean the Insect Race is from another world?"


"Not really, just don't like the look of them."


"We can, but it's just too embarrassing, especially since we've mooched a lot of resources from the Great Nether Dynasty," Black Hand said.


"Can we refuse? Emperor Shen You has ulterior motives. He probably wants to understand the situation of our territory," Qin Muye said.


Chapter 282: Who's Winning, Abyssal Erosion or Spirit Realm Corruption?