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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 1163: Direction; Only Path Forward

Located within the depths of the All-Fury Starfield, within one of its three greatest danger zones—the Furya Zone, a location permeating with chaotic solar essence fluctuations so lethal that Ascended beings dared not casually venture within, was the largest Shadow Egg in existence, the sole remaining Shadow Egg of the Grand Cyclic Stellar Region in Trueborn's possession. 

A tall figure garbed in violet robes stood within the central control room of the Shadow Egg in front of a shadowy mirror. The mirror was oval-shaped, exuding ghastly hazy smoke, and strangely enough, the mirror reflected a negative image of the violet-robed figure. 

The air in the control room was stifling and oppressive, and the violet-robed figure exuded ripples of Mystic Power. Within this power were traces of a deathly aura—Necro Intent!