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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 **

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Children of the Nether World!

Editor: Henyee Translations

One day later, the plague in Gloomy Bone City at the border of the Gold Crow Kingdom and the Nether Spring Kingdom had been brought up control, and the city was restored into a base of the coalition army of demons.

Deep inside the debris, dozens of meters below the underground, in a heavily guarded cage, 'Mad Medic' Lu Wuxin was soaked in an enormous biochemical slot that was filled with deep blue ice. He was entirely frozen from neck to toe.

His head was the only part that was out of the ice. Yet, it was held by a cold metal clamp. Even his eyelids had been forced apart by iron needles, and he could not even blink his eyes.

Complicated attack rune arrays were all over the walls around. Occasionally, electric arcs would splutter on them. Every hour of the day, at least one demon emperor was on duty supervising the highest leader of the Nether World Watch captured so far.