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Max-Level Learning Ability: Facing The Cliff And Repenting For 80 Years

“Li Qingshan, as the eldest student of the Yuhua Clan, and the son of the emperor of the Yan Dynasty, you were charmed by the Demon Clan’s divine saintess and released her. Do you admit to your sins?” “I am willing to relinquish my position as the eldest student and lock myself in the Siguo Cliff to wipe the forest of tombs.” “Allowed. But you will also have to wipe all the results of your cultivation thus far, destroy your cultivation root, and you will not be allowed to exit for the rest of your life!” From then on, Li Qingcang stayed at the Siguo Cliff and wiped the Forest of Tombs every day. Somehow, he activated the max-level learning abilities. [You watched closely and activated the max-level learning abilities, you instantly learned the Great River Swords Qi] [You watched closely and activated the max-level learning abilities, you learned the Triple Sword Strike] [You watched closely and activated the max-level learning abilities, you learned the Sky Turning Print] After several decades, the Divine Path golden ranking descended upon the world and ranked all of the powerful individuals in the human realm. Li Qingshan ranked number one straight away. The comments that the rankings had for him—God amongst man!

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The Holy Prince (7)

Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Such a terrifying attack caused the hearts of the surrounding experts to tremble and sigh.

"This Demon Clan Immortal King is truly terrifying."

"Indeed. No wonder the Demon Clan regard him as their hope."

"I'm afraid that this Holy Prince won't be able to withstand this attack."

"Although he's a descendant of an Emperor, he's too arrogant and boastful."

The discussions continued. No one was optimistic about Li Qingshan. They thought that he and his servant were too arrogant.

Now that the Saint Emperor is no longer alive, being so arrogant is like courting death.

At this moment, Li Qingshan calmed down in the face of such an attack. It was as if he was standing in a tranquil world, allowing the wild geese to fly south. As time passed, he remained eternal and unmoving.

As the Voice of the World washed over him, his primordial spirit remained eternal.