Category: Covert Agent Yang-BOOK2 DOMEN GEAR’S TEETH

Her body uncontrollably flew to the far left, Julia’s expression filled with horror. She couldn’t understand why her fiancé seemed to be known by so many people—and that they were all enemies, ready to draw swords the moment they met! As for Yang Zicang, a person who rarely interacted with others, she hadn’t heard of…

In the darkness underground, the glow from the Magic Teeth chamber began to quiver. Everyone stared at the strange eyeball that had suddenly appeared. Its pupils darted around before finally fixing on Yang Zicang. Murmuring voices seeped out from within it. —-Why did they build a place like this…- —-I really shouldn’t have come. I’m…

–Hong Haocheng!- The people who had come with him instantly grew frantic, trying to break free from their scuffles to support him, but they were blocked by others. Boom! The monster was slammed onto the ground by Lord Zilong. Zhao Yun pulled out his spear, blood splattering across the surroundings and the shaft, then trickling…

–Lü… Xinjun.– Zhao Yun, whose arm had just been reattached by a gentle woman with a temperament akin to Zhou Chan, clenched his fingers on the black cherry long spear, making them crackle. In the short time he had returned to heal his wounds, Lü Xinjun was assassinated. The adversary employed unbelievable stealth techniques to…

Across the city, and even among the thirty-plus cities watching this place, everyone was captivated by this ultra-long-distance financing Moxel voice. –Li Mi?– –Who is that?– People in some cities were surprised to find that they had heard the voice of the financing proclamation without any referral or acceptance of the –Super Financing from the…

At the gate of Demon Hero Hall, the moment Yang Zicang appeared at the opposite side of the corridor bridge before the water. Swoosh! A beam of light fell from the sky. Golden-red phantom flames burst from Yang Zicang’s body as he forcibly caught that beam of light! [I, the great quadrilateral, have offset 39996N!]…

The aura of the Death Prelude erupted in a concentrated burst. Yang Zicang silently sensed the phantom of the Mo Ying Hall, which was violently shaking and shifting around in every direction. Without the Grey Crow presiding over it, it moved chaotically in response to his perception of the Death Prelude. His sight always appeared…

In the dark land of the spiritual world, gale winds howled. Behind the black-feathered figure named Grey Crow, ink-like afterimages trailed, while psychic feathers drifted and dissipated. He walked across the dark highland plain. Ahead, a solitary wooden cabin gradually emerged. A woman in a black veil robe, who had been gripping the shoulder of…

Zhao Yun and the Folded-Line Skeleton had already clashed for several rounds, locked in a deadlock. –It’s like a dog facing a turtle shell—no way to bite through.- Watching their back-and-forth duel, Yang Zicang found himself gradually awed by Zhao Yun’s combat skills. This guy was definitely a trained professional; his spear danced like a…

{The purpose of the Death Prologue is to prepare people for future crises. Yet those who possess this bloodline ability are considered unlucky.} A hand resembling a gray crow’s claw is raised in the scene. The scene plays as if fast-forwarded, with a dozen flickering images overlapping and appearing around. Yang Zicang sees that one…