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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"The reason Spirit Tribulations can impose such a crushing defeat on Spirit Summoners, I suspect, is because the mere existence of the Spirit Summoner System is like rubbing salt into the world's wounds. Who else would they strike if not them?" Qin Muye pieced together the cause and effect, and saw why this potentially great Transcendent System was so tragic.


"The matter of the World Core needs to be verified again, to avoid any accidents when it comes to swallowing the world."


"Damn! The situation of this world is even worse than I imagined, with the World Core shattered into pieces. It seems there are even deeper issues at play." Qin Muye looked solemn.


"A Transcendent System born from the wounds of the world is truly bizarre."


Chapter 507: The Shattered World Core