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Transmigrating over ten thousand years late, I was forced to become a mighty presence

After transmigrating, Shen Yuan initially thought he would be able to join an immortal sect and live forever in luxury under the aid of the system. However, who could have predicted that the Falling Clouds Sect, mentioned in the novice guide mission, had been destroyed ten thousand years ago? He was late by a full ten thousand years! His path to immortality seemed to have lost all hope, but Shen Yuan has found a completely new approach to the system missions. If the Falling Clouds Sect had been destroyed for ten thousand years, no one should object if I claim myself the Sect Master, right? He wrote his name in the list of Sect Masters. Hidden achievement completed: Sect Master, rewarded with Earthly Destroyer Divine Power: Pot's Heaven. A Demon Path Giant from ten thousand years ago left a remnant soul, preparing to hide in a ring and act like a grandfather? He destroyed the ring in a backhand manner. Hidden achievement completed: Demon Path Nemesis, rewarded with Earthly Destroyer Divine Power: Gods Purging. An ancient forbidden land from ten thousand years ago, left with nothing but desolate hills and graves due to Spirit Energy depletion? He sent a construction team to remodel the scenic area and moved the graves one by one. Hidden achievement completed: Leveling the Ancient Wilderness, rewarded with the Heavenly General Divine Power: Seven Arrowhead. While Shen Yuan was busy collecting hidden achievements, rumors of a powerful return of the Falling Clouds Sect quietly spread throughout the whole Cultivation World.

Not falling fish · Eastern
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Chapter 63: Gods Purging Imperial Edict _1

The innkeeper's experiences at the Moon Viewing Inn were invisible to outsiders.

All they saw was a young man asking the innkeeper a question, followed by the innkeeper "shamefully" lowering his head to respond.

As soon as the word "yes" left his lips, the innkeeper felt as if a heavy pressure had been lifted from his body.

The trembling spirit soul and the great will that he experienced just moments ago felt like illusions, and only the soaked shirt on his back reminded him that what he had just experienced was indeed genuine.

With just a single sentence holding such tremendous power, the innkeeper immediately realized that the seemingly frail young man before him must be an extraordinary figure, on par with the ancient ancestors of blessed lands of the major sects.

His weak state was likely because he was suppressing his true strength to deal with the rules of this world.