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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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Editor: Henyee Translations

The Big Bai Fleet was now dancing on a thin, shaking iron rope with a bottomless abyss where blades of flames rose up right below them.

The Colossi of the Imperium, on the other hand, were like the wretched birds that kept harassing the Big Bai Fleet.

The pecking of the birds alone was not necessarily fatal, but it was enough to make the Big Bai Fleet fall into the abyss and be doomed forever.

However lucky the Big Bai Fleet was and however extraordinary Bai Xingjian's commanding skills were, there were always limits. They had narrowly escaped the siege of the Imperium's fleet seven times, but the shells of the starships that were white as snow before were heavily damaged because of the bombardment of mystic ray cannons and the magnetic bullets.

The spiritual shields of those starships were all an ominous red. The exhaust flames spurted out by the engine units became disordered, too. All the performance parameters were dropping slowly but irreversibly.