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Celestial Peak

Wang Ling was the strongest and that’s irrefutable! He was the strongest of all the being in the world but was never satisfied with anything he accomplished. He slew a Celestial Emperor with one hit, annihilated the Yellow Dragon Monastery, eradicated the Vile Devil Dragons and many more of his feats had been recorded in the annals of history. He was revered as the strongest and as the insurmountable mountain of the realm. Yet, he gave up all of these when he lost his life after choosing to open the scriptures that killed every Celestial in the world and broke the chains of the realm. With his life essence depleted and cultivation broken, he turned into dust and was sucked into the scriptures he used to destroy the chains. The next thing he knew, when he opened his eyes again, the era was already different and the world was not the same, the rules and the laws of the world were changed and the spirit qi were altered. ……. I destroyed my era and I awakened in the next. The realm had changed but its ruler will never change. I have given them enough time to enjoy the seat of the strongest, but now that I am awake I am ready to reclaim what is mine and finally witness what is beyond the clouds. This time, I will reach the peak and destruction shall follow upon my wake. ~~~ Check out my other stories: 1.Monstrous Path 2. Empress' Evolution 3. Regal Ascension: God's Epoch This story will not revolve in romance where the MC will hunt for a woman he can fuck! (thank you for understanding.) Also, please support this novel by voting and writing a review... Enjoy the read! Oh, the second cover came from Silentscarlet graphics. If you can, check out his works in the forums, it's amazing as hell. discord channel where I will be pitching new stories: https://discord.gg/8EbkWhF

Simple_Dynasty · Eastern
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Masked Swordsman I

Back of the Crimson Snow Sect.

Qi settled like a still lake, Wang Ling's body trembled and his focus pierced the heaven. His sword qi was running wild, his intent becoming even sharper with every breath. 

He stood on a stone in a raging river, in front of him was a waterfall and in his hand was an ordinary sword. A couple of hundred meters away from him was his direct disciples, all watching him with great intention, especially Leo whose attention could not be taken away. 

Wang Ling raised that very sword, he released the breath he kept within, and as he did so, he whispered, "Twilight Sword: World Asunder." A very slow, downward motion. A path that's as direct as his path leading to the path, a reflection of his ruthless mindset.

Slash!