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Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

“Even if this universe is truly nothing more than a brutal, bloody, shadowy forest, we Cultivators will burn all that we have just to give off a single weak flickering spark in the darkness! “No matter how weak each spark is, how short-lived, how small… As long as the sparks flow unabated, then one day one of those sparks will light some tinder, and that tinder shall light some fallen branches, and those branches shall set ablaze each and every last tree of the forest! “In the end, even the smallest sparks will eventually set the shadowy forest ablaze and illuminate the whole world!” ------ ** Qidian International and the former translator, Mr. Strivon, have reached an agreement to buy out the chapters and host them on our site. We will be continuing the translation from the last chapter translated by Mr. Strivon **

The Enlightened Master Crouching Cow · Sci-fi
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Arrival of the Mystic Skeleton Blood Wing!

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

The rumbling noises and the crazy roars, which mixed with the shocking sounds of explosions and fractures, turned into floods and beasts that crashed into the hearts and the souls of all the prisoners through their ears, displaying the bizarre, bloody, cruel, insufferable illusions before them!

They seemed able to see themselves being tied up by the jailors and the researchers for all kinds of cruel procedures on the operating tables. They envisioned the cold and shining scalpels and tongs and the hideous grins of the Immortal Cultivators. They saw their ghastly appearances after the first refinement, and they saw their miserable outcomes when they were forced to fight the mutated beasts and other prisoners under the threat of the electromagnetic whips and high-pressure phasers, until they were bleeding everywhere with broken bones all over their bodies!

It was not music but the most painful and desperate moans from the deepest level of hell.