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Murim: Struggle of the Weak

In a world where the strong prey on the weak, one orphaned boy must fight to survive. Abandoned and alone, he wanders the gritty streets, barely scraping by on the scraps of a broken society. But when a mysterious figure plucks him from the gutter and throws him into an abyss-like prison, he realizes his life is about to change forever. Trapped in this dark, forbidding place, he discovers the secrets of cultivation - a powerful system of strength and skill that can elevate him from a lowly beggar to a powerful warrior. But with rival factions vying for dominance and treacherous enemies lurking around every corner, the journey to the top will be fraught with danger. Fueled by the burning desire to rise above his humble beginnings, he sets out on a path of relentless training and unyielding determination. Even if he doesn't possess the innate talent of a genius, he will practice a thousand times harder. Even if his potential is limited, he will crawl his way to the top or die trying. Welcome to the World of Murim, where survival is the ultimate goal and the strong rule. Follow the epic journey of one orphaned boy as he fights to claim his place in a brutal, unforgiving world.

Adamo_Amet · Eastern
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149 Chs

Chapter no.139 Convergence of Nightmares: A Battle in the Spectral Abyss

As I stood at the entrance of the cave, my gaze penetrating the dark expanse of the spectral abyss, I was met with a horrifying sight. Emerging from the depths were creatures unlike anything I had ever encountered before. They were an amalgamation of beauty and grotesqueness.

One of the gigantic spirits possessed elongated limbs that twisted and contorted in unnatural angles. Its pale, gaunt form was adorned with intricate patterns, as if etched into its skin by some unseen force. Its innumerable eyes were sunken voids, devoid of any emotion or humanity shed tears of blood.

Another monstrosity was a mass of writhing limbs and distorted features. Human faces sprouted from its body at odd angles, their expressions twisted in agony or frozen in eternal terror. The creature moved with a grace that defied its horrific appearance, its every motion unsettling and unnatural.