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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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Slaughterhouse of Humanity

Editor: Atlas Studios

Li Yao gazed into the distance and scanned the appearance of the Psychic Temple with the monitoring crystal cameras on the shell of the shuttle, his own vitality, and his soul.

In the blink of an eye, he fell into the enormous, vast, deep, and unpredictable force field created by the Psychic Temple.

The body of the temple was an asteroid floating in the endless sea of stars, which had been hollowed millions of years ago. Complicated honeycombs were everywhere inside the temple. Judging from the appearance, it had been shaped into the shape of a human head.

No. Not a head, but the head of another intelligent creature. The head of a devil!

It had tentacles and long hair that looked like vipers. Dense sucking discs were growing on its thick hair, which was dancing crazily in the vacuum.