Translator: Ashish Translation Checker: Silavin “Humans are truly strange. They are clearly afraid of our Misty Mountains, yet they keep coming, again and again.”
Translator: Truth Editor: Dhael Ligerkeys The booklet of insights Lu Ye had received from Xiao Xinghe had helped him tremendously, and his third senior brother was only a Real Lake Realm cultivator.
Translator: Barnnn The Army of Twelve. The Twelve Signs.
Translator: Fate Translation Checker: Silavin The Floating Buddhist Temple was grand and sombre-looking, glowing faintly with light. The righteous aura it exuded was indescribable and probably could bind any demonic being. The soft sound of a gong and Buddhist chanting could be faintly heard which contained the truth of the universe. The place could cleanse the minds of cultivators and make them calm and pacified.
Translator: StarReader Editor: Elitecoder “Sir Leng, any updates?”
<<Previous Chapter Index Next Chapter>> Translator: Silavin & PewPewLaserGun Editor: Richard Proofreader: Leo of Zion Mountain Huo Xing Chen’s loud declaration along with his reputation as the Central Capital’s first delinquent had obviously made a big impression on everyone present.
