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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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Merciless Counterattack

Editor: Millman97

Although it was only one tenth of what supposed to a full-strength strike of a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator, the attack of the Heaven Splitters still caused the entire mountain to tremble.

A bright glow rose up to the sky like a volcano eruption. Thousands of sparks danced out of the giant tree of flames and dyed the foggy clouds into rosy dawn.

A cage between the sky and the earth with nowhere to run to.

Having no other choice, the two crystal suits had to do whatever they could. They dashed here and there and prepared for their last moves desperately.

The Sword Torrent Battlesuit seemed to be really drowned in a cascade of swords. Countless flying swords were drifting around the crystal suit, weaving a sword net that would mince everything it caught into pieces.

The Mournful Mist Battlesuit, on the other hand, turned into ten phantoms, which melted into the air simultaneously and turned into ten vague waves transmitting to various directions.