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Poison God's Heritage

"There is a thin line between poison and medicine, and I shall make you dance on it!" Dead and reincarnated, Shen Bao finds himself in a world of cultivation, a world he only believed that existed in stories and books. With hopes of heights and abilities far than what the mortal man could ever dream of, he's given a new purpose in life, however, fate had other surprises in store for him. What should have commenced as a regular life in any reincarnation story, for Shen Bao everything turned upside down when he found out that he doesn't have the ability to cultivate...

Biako · Eastern
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845 Chs

Herculian

I came down like a wrecking ball.

And it wasn't just a metaphor; I actually changed form mid-air. As I pumped up my body with as much poison qi as I could, inflating cell production to 'gigantify' my body, I felt the surge of power course through me. My muscles bulged and my skin stretched tight, transforming me into a massive, unstoppable force.

Both my fists landed squarely on the shoulders of the Noble Black that tried its best to shake itself away from me, but the pummeling was too much for it, along with the massive weight behind my fists. The impact reverberated through the air, sending shockwaves that made the ground tremble. The creature fell down to the ground, its face slammed down and cracked, all it could do was screech in pain from the sudden impact.