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Heavenly Opposers

Manipulation... How would someone feel if their life was completely manipulated to the end? How would it be when everything from the moment of your birth to the end of your life is completely under the control of another? How much worse would it be that not just one, but all the lifetimes you have lived, be manipulated? Xiao lived two lives. In the first, he lived as the villain and died as one—a beautiful villain that made no impact on the real story whatsoever. Then he lives again in a different world, just to come back to his first. Doesn't that mean he can rewrite his mistakes? Doesn't that mean he could be great this time? But what if this was the goal from the very beginning? What happens when Xiao finds this goal and escapes his fate? What if the puppet escapes the puppeteer's hands, reshaping destiny, fate, and karma? What if this former plaything becomes the ultimate threat to causality itself? Witness as Xiao compels both the living and the departed to chant his name... Until the very cosmos quakes in awe of his might and fear of his name......

Chaosking · Action
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Chapter 48-Fiery Save

All around, from the ground to the sky, black flames burned deep and dark. A feeling of death and destruction filled the surroundings, and within all this stood Xiao. His face was pale, and the hand that held his sword was trembling. The fight, while not seeming hard, was in no way not dangerous.

If it was one-on-one, Xiao could easily beat up any of them at his level, even if they were above him. But fighting hundreds of them? It was definitely risking his life. Of course, Xiao would be able to fight hundreds of his enemies once his cultivation became greater, increasing his core and Qi. But at his current level, it was insanely difficult.

Xiao's mind had to be sharp and ready for battle, and a small mistake would have meant his doom. Xiao stood at the same spot for several minutes, catching his breath and regaining his Qi. For a moment, he had let the side of slaughter that loved death outside. It took him great strength to regain his calm.