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Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

“Even if this universe is truly nothing more than a brutal, bloody, shadowy forest, we Cultivators will burn all that we have just to give off a single weak flickering spark in the darkness! “No matter how weak each spark is, how short-lived, how small… As long as the sparks flow unabated, then one day one of those sparks will light some tinder, and that tinder shall light some fallen branches, and those branches shall set ablaze each and every last tree of the forest! “In the end, even the smallest sparks will eventually set the shadowy forest ablaze and illuminate the whole world!” ------ ** Qidian International and the former translator, Mr. Strivon, have reached an agreement to buy out the chapters and host them on our site. We will be continuing the translation from the last chapter translated by Mr. Strivon **

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To the Mausoleum of Chaos!

Redakteur: Millman97

When Yuchi Ba was faced with the chilling question, frenzy and determination beamed out of his small eyes. He opened his arms and declared, "Of course. We've waited for the day to come for forty thousand years. We are all ready to bathe in the radiance of God Chaos again!"

The interconnecting wrinkles on Chu Zhengqing's face did not shiver at all, like the crevices on a rock. He said calmly, "There's no need to decorate your operation with such a glitzy camouflage. In fact, you and Elder Nether Spring are ravens and crows, and the only things that you are interested in are the powerful weapons left by Chaos. As to what Chaos is exactly, and whether or not he will be reborn, you don't give a damn thing!

"Or rather, if you have access to the strength of Chaos, neither you nor Elder Nether Spring really hope for the so-called 'Chaos' to be reborn into this world again, do you?"

Yuchi Ba smiled. "Of course, we are different from Elder Nether Spring.