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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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The Dying Imperial Capital

Editor: Atlas Studios

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Since three days ago, thunderous noises had been echoing in the sky of Empyreal Terminus day and night. It was not the sound of cannon fire, but the sound of countless starships, cosmic armed shuttles, and crystal suits rushing to the battlefield through the clouds, as well as the sound of their falling debris.

When the sunlight illuminated the planet, which was on the brink of destruction, the sky, which should've been blue, was swept away by crimson tides. In the hazy clouds, one could vaguely see the enormous and fuzzy shadows of countless starships, which were the natural phenomena when the spiritual shield of a starship was triggered to the maximum and the radiation it released diffracted and spread in the atmosphere. It was like a man-made, cruel, and fatal rainbow.