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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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Editor: Henyee Translations

Shua!

Li Yao vanished abruptly!

The air between him and the local Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator was suddenly twisted by a cluster of hazy mist.

It was a weird illusion caused by the temporary vacuum when Li Yao was fast enough to rip apart the air.

It was not until a long time after the mist appeared that explosive sounds echoed in the air.

Li Yao's speed was at least three times higher than just before. Streaks of blackness spurted out of his body, enveloping his torso and his limbs, forming a magnificent black crystal suit!

The Mystic Skeleton Battlesuit, Heavy Firepower Model was implemented!

A cold and devastating God of War in black armor, supported by eighteen exhaust flames in black, stood above the local Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator and looked down at him.

On the arced, mirror-like helmet, six crimson crystal cameras were rolling without a sound. Their aperture was enlarging and shrinking as they locked onto the enemy.