Paradise of Demonic Gods
“Obtaining the topmost degree of talent in sword arts in the world requires giving up 72 years of lifespan, which leaves you with only five more years of your life. At the same time, you will never be able to feel love, kinship, and friendship, and you’ll end up leading a lonely life until your death, unable to procreate, or to have any descendants. “From now onwards, everything related to happiness in the human world shall no longer be of your concern. Are you willing to accept this?” “Hahahaha, I’m already alone bereft of all support, my hopes dashed to pieces, shouldering only absolutely irreconcilable grudge and hatred, why would I disagree? Why would I not want it? I couldn’t ask for anything better!!” His sword sweeps across the Divine Continent for seven days and nights, moving 90,000 miles through the starry skies, unhindered. He slays saints and buddhas in Heaven, slaughters demons and devils in Hell, sweeping away all the grievances in his heart!
Make A Move
Editor: Yukidaruma Translations
Fang Xingjian sent down five martial art projections at one go, with each of them possessing a martial will of 90,000 points.
A power of 90,000 martial will points had a terrifying might that could tear apart a planet and shatter the Earth's core. The appearance of five of them at one go could instantly cause the space-time in the entire higher realm to burst.
The even more terrifying thing was that these five gushes of power with 90,000 martial will points were all gathered within a small range of ten lis.
The Venerable Master Zhai Xing wanted to escape at almost the first instant, but he had only moved a few meters when it felt as if he had collided into a metal wall and gotten confined in midair.
Every inch of space in the surroundings seemed to have been stretched to several million kilometers in length. He performed a few Spatial Translocations, but to the others, it looked as if he had stopped at that spot and was not moving.