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...
The Pass
Far away from the Sea of Demons, and several continents away, Zhang Tian was following behind the group that came to intercept him. He would occasionally look at his wrist and the brand of the crowned sun on it.
He is now a part of the Lord of Lords faction.
From the bits he learned while he walked behind the banner holder and the group of cultivators following them, the Vast Expanse was divided into several portions.
Eight of these massive portions belonged to each of the known Suns. Zhang Tian only knew of four of them from what he heard: The White Sun or Wisest Sun, as he is called, The Lord of Lords, the Red Sun, or Laughing Slaughterer, and the Darkest Sun. These are the suns he had knowledge of. As for the remaining Four, there never came a topic discussing them, so he didn't pry.