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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 · Ost
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757 Chs

Battle

'Pathetic'

Is all I could say about what I was seeing. 

King Class? They're all trash. None of them is up to standard, weak pitiful and incredibly boring to fight. None is able to withstand even a bit of poison.

And to think the cultivators at the King Class stage could rule entire planets, and fold armies to their every will and whim. But what I see, is disappointing.

Five towers, five King Class cultivators, and all it took me is five hours to get rid of them all.

Most of that time was spent getting rid of the minions since they were so numerous. As for the owners of the subsidiary Black Towers, they're all garbage.

Up ahead in front of me, was a massive row of cultivators, all ready to fight. 

I say ready to fight, but the expressions on their faces, the fear in their eyes, and their shaky resolution were obvious to see from hundreds of miles away. 

They knew death was approaching.