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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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They drove northwards for three days and gradually entered the depths of the 'Northern Wasteland'. Thankfully, they were not surrounded or blocked yet.

Compared with the slightly populated area in the center of the Furious Blood Wasteland, this place was much more desolate and desolate after the end of the world. Illuminated by the lackluster, thick, and colorful mist, the sand and stones attached to the melted tanks and tanks formed threatening statues; the collapsed underground fortresses formed pitch-black hollows; not to mention the sentry cannons, automatic gun turrets, magnetic storm coils, and prismatic towers that were still functioning after being swept by radiation and blast. Deadly traps were everywhere. The corpses of countless adventurers and the wreckage of vehicles silently told the horror of no man's land.