Axe Warrior

"The Way can be understood, and surname can be named, but not ordinary.
Without a name, it's the beginning of heaven and earth. With a name, it's the mother of all things.
Well, there might be another 'name,' called the Black Goat of the Woods with a Thousand Young, hehe..."
"I've achieved enlightenment! I've achieved enlightenment!
HAHAHAHAHA!!!"
Watching his fellow Daoist whose skull has split open, the ribcage torn, growing wings of flesh, and flying into the sky,
Li Fan, with lingering fear, stops his sermon for the day.
"Sigh, I can't just blabber about the Daoist skill anymore, I've driven another one mad..."

The Taoist ancestor is Cthulhu

Seeing how cautiously the leader acted, with killings, riddles, and evasion, reminiscent of some Xuantian sword intent, Li Fan knew that this time, there was an eight or nine out of ten chance, they were going to strike at Xuanmen.


Just now, the leader even named names, bluntly mentioning the whereabouts of five of the "Seven Friends," and didn't avoid or mind talking about the Wisdom King and the Holy Fire. However, the identity of the last one remained unmentioned and unguesed.


Obviously, it wasn't that the leader couldn't predict it, but rather he must have had a speculation already.


In fact, Li Fan had almost guessed it too, Mountain Heng.


Nangong Wubei had already been suppressed, and the other leading figures were almost all dead or injured, each eliminated from the game. And the leader hadn't truly inherited Nangong Wubei's legacy, but had been guarded against and suppressed from beginning to end.


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