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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Post Fight

Wang Ling's body slowly regained its strength, his bones snapped back in place and by the time the fire died down, he regained the ability to walk. With an arm missing still severed, the other broken, an eye that had lost its sight, and blood dyed clothes, Wang Ling began walking as though he's in no pain.

By his side was the Sword God Chang Ping, holding onto the severed arm. Chang Ping was calm, as if she had not done anything to Wang Ling. The years of seeing such a sight had numbed her, and knowing that Wang Ling had ways to heal his wounds, she wasn't all that worried. The both of them were eerily calm, even holding casual conversation to past the time.

"When I was going around the Celestial Spirit Realm, I wore a mask to hide my identity so that Master would not know what I was doing. I used your Sword Intent to guide my techniques and become as ruthless in my attacks as much as possible."

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