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In the Kunlun Snow Palace, a sage once said, those who pass away wander, while the living cannot let go. Once the soul departs, it will wither like the autumn grass. Those who are reborn from the dead, existing apart from the mortal realm, shall be shunned by all celestial sects and smitten as undead demons. On this day, a youth awakens from within a coffin, his blood dry and his bones chilled, to find himself a century old upon opening his eyes. A single tear from a sage awaited, a constant companion, may unravel the dreams of the past. Seeking not immortality but a mundane death, not to lament with the ages over lost love and resentment, but only wishing to grow old with tenderness in this lifetime, beneath the white clouds that hold no envy for the heavenly realms.

The world that gave birth to the peak of magic civilization is about to be destroyed. The last survivor returned countless years in the past, that time was the birth of the magic civilization, countless mages were fumbling their ways on that thorny path. He, who came from the end of the era, was treading toward the Supreme Throne

That day the sun set and never rose again............... Author Spotlight: Chen Dong — WebNovel's legendary titan behind global phenomena like 'Perfect World', 'The Sacred Ruins' and'World of Longevity‘— returns with his most ambitious saga yet. Crowned among the platform's all-time greats, this master of epic worldbuilding has dominated fiction charts for many times, with multiple novels adapted into hit games. When this trailblazer drops a new book, millions brace for sleepless nights.

Shen Chen starts living a life of unrestrained indulgence since marrying Shi Yu. The most beautiful lovers’ prattle she has ever heard is "I will punish those whom you have offended." Skit: “A handsome man delivered a parcel to your wife just now, Sir.” The young master acknowledged with a lazy “Mhm.” Half an hour later, all courier companies in the city go belly up. "Your wife has offended someone, Sir." "Mhm." Ten minutes later, that person is left to die in a desolate mountain.

Dear tired Reader, it is an honor that you have chosen this book amidst the heavy, gloomy aisles of the Library. It is with some regret, however, that I must inform you this book is ill. Your fingers should be able to feel the raised Proliferation of tissues on the surface of the Skin of the book, The words written in days of old are like Parasites taking root in the pages, longing for someone to observe their writhing, To sense, to decipher, and to touch the very essence of this sick story. If you insist on borrowing this book, please be sure to regularly check your own physical condition. Keep in mind.

The age of darkness has arrived. When the rift to an unknown plane suddenly appeared on Earth, monsters invaded, beasts mutated while humans, the once-dominant species fell to the bottom of the food chain. A hundred years later, three of the greatest classes evolve amongst humans: ability users, ancient warriors, and gunslingers. Qin Feng, an orphan of this dark age was tormented just as he awakened his pinnacle level of special ability, barely surviving for ten years in the post-apocalyptic world. Hence, he was reborn...

Orion aspires to become a Templar Conjurer, but he failed his awakening magic countless times. When he almost gave up becoming a conjurer, he discovered the hidden memories of his former life that is slowly returning to him. With the awakening of powerful soul magic that was brought over from his rebirth, and the memories from an advanced civilization of technology and science, Orion finally awakens his templar magic and began an adventure that would make crown him King and he would become the strongest power in this world, and the known universe.

* At the famous Military Science Institute X, set up by five leaders of the world's most powerful groups, they discuss future tasks on climate change, along with Dr Adam, whose grandson of the party chairman has said There were “secret mysteries behind the disaster.” He went on to say that countries with civilization and culture still had icons related to light at the time his research team conducted research for 10 years. And they also collected the clock-shaped keys, carved from when the earth would be catastrophic if it wasn't locked according to the rules the ancients used to do. At this meeting, many people expressed their displeasure and disbelief with what young Dr Adam said because he only wanted to continue to exploit the natural resources and did not want to spend money on funds from environmental protection. But when the screen jumps, showing a huge volcanic eruption at the same time as sea level rise, the warning signal….

Until he became the lowest-ranked master, his lonely and luckless life never changed. Suddenly one day, a descendant injected him with a nanomachine, and the machine started ‘speaking’ to him. [I am the seventh generation Nanomachine manufactured by Sky Cooperation, and I am operating as a central nerve connected to your brain.] “What? What are you talking about?” This was beyond the boy’s knowledge, he turned pale. The Nanomachine linked to his cerebrum realized the User was not understanding a single word it said. “Who are you, and why are you doing this to me?” [“I am the seventh generation Nanomachine.] “Nano Machine?” [Yes, Nanomachine.] The boy’s face hardened. Mashin was the deity the Mashin Religion worshipped, along with the Sacred Fire. The religions’ Master communicated with Mashin. “Um, are you really Mashin?” The boy knelt down and asked with a trembling voice. At this, the Nanomachine attached to his cerebrum realized it had been misunderstood.

My corpus luteum ruptured, and my life hung by a thread. My husband, however, was in the adjacent hospital room, meticulously caring for the "white moonlight" of his heart, who just had a cold. My heart finally died. I slammed a divorce agreement in front of him and resolutely walked away. …… Later, as suitors blossomed around me, he was driven mad with jealousy. He tried every trick in the book to cut off my romantic prospects, grabbing my wrist domineeringly, “Holly Sinclair, I never signed the divorce papers. You are still my wife. You dare to cheat on me? Just you try!” And then, pinning me in a dark corner, he whimpered his confession in my ear, “Wifey, I was wrong. Please don't leave me. You are the real white moonlight of my heart…”