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?

"This should be the place where the Creation of the Primordial Dragon was supervised back then." Qin Muye stood in the eastern suburbs of Shanggu Town, deducing from historical documents combined with ancient diaries that it was roughly at this location.


Unfortunately, there were no traces to be found.


No remains or so-called residual energy.


"Everything was used up, nothing left behind, as expected."


Even if there had been anything, it would have been cleaned up or discovered by others long ago, and it certainly wouldn't have remained until now.


"The All World Protector Organization must have noticed this place too; if I could find these clues, let alone a large organization with a complete heritage."


If you were to say who the most orthodox power in this world is, it would definitely be the All World Protector Organization, from the ancient Thirteen Divisions to the Ge Wu Mansion, they are of a pure bloodline.


Chapter 631: You are too filial