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Paragon of Sin

The Heavenly Dao exists. It decides what is right and what is wrong. To act against it is to sin, to act according to it is to be blessed by its graces. The world of cultivation is difficult, an unchanging principle. Yet there are those who are cherished by the Heavens, cuddled into rising above all and everyone else. How can this be? Why must this be? What is moral and just? What is evil and immoral?! WHY DOES IT GET TO DECIDE?! So we, the Sinners, we act against the Heavenly Daos, grasp our own fates in hopes of truly overturning them. This is a Journey of a young boy born Blessed, but turned Sinner. The greatest sinner of them all. ----- As some of you may know, I'm also the Author of Consuming Earths, Devouring Skies! This is my second project, and one I'm incredibly passionate about! I hope you all enjoy following the adventures of Wei Wuyin! And I hope that I can bring a fresh experience to you all. ---- Follow for Updates: https://twitter.com/KevinAscending Here's Discord if you just want to chat or meet some like-minded individuals! https://discord.gg/kevinascending If you want to support my novel, to increase the ratio of releases, or to receive monthly bonus releases! You can support here: https://www.patreon.com/KevinAscending https://ko-fi.com/kevinascending paypal.me/KevinJpl Or @Kevinjpl Any and all support goes to supporting me and my right to write!

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Chapter 756: Soldier of War, Death

Invincible. 

On a battlefield where the beings present hadn't exceeded the Demi-Mortal Lords Phase, an Earthy Saint was just that—Invincible. Not a single person questioned this statement in their minds, fully believing in its truth. And it was the truth.

The Legion Commander's cold eyes behind his fearsome helmet swept the horizon, observing the far-off beings that were gawking onwards with fear and shock. He had slaughtered the chicken, scaring all these pathetic monkeys. An extraordinarily effective tactic. 

However, this moment of superiority was not enough to alleviate his feelings of losing his entire army. If it weren't for that dastardly poison, this never would've happened. If it wasn't for one particular mortal with strange and unique abilities stuffed into a single existence, how could he suffer this catastrophic loss?