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Rebirth of the Eternal Sage

{On Hiatus.} {Not Dropped.} Imagine possessing enough power that even the so called Immortal Gods kneel before you in fear. The Heavens, which ruled over the myriad realms since the beginning, treats you like their God. A single word from you can alter the course of nature. With just a thought, you can destroy the entire cosmos and recreate it anew. Such power would satisfy anyone, no? But Feng Liang was different. Despite having lived for millions of eons, attaining realms that no one knew existed, making the heavens kneel before him, and even after creating the cosmos from scratch after destroying the old one as if it were a mere twig, he was not satisfied with his powers. What he desired was something more. He tried everything that one could imagine. Consuming hundreds of thousands of legendary Dao fruits and elixirs... Refining Thousands of God-level treasures... Cultivating Cosmic Qi through his body and soul for millions of years... And even obtaining merits from the heavens. Yet, he still couldn't notice even a slight change in his cultivation. He realized that the problem was his own body. His constitution wasn't strong enough to support any more qi, but he could do nothing about his body at that point. After thinking and preparing for hundreds of thousands of years, he made a momentous decision. "I shall give up this life and rise to power from the scratch once again!" ------ Update schedule? 1 Chapter Everyday...! *points gun at you*...Oh and I hope you'll leave your Votes, comments and reviews here. ^-^

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Ch 41: Misunderstanding -2

The old men were frozen in terror, their bodies betraying them as they faced the unknown. Sweat dripped down their wrinkled faces, their hearts pounding in their chests like war drums.

Every fiber of their being screamed danger. The air around them was thick with the aura of death, the looming presence of the figure with those terrifying golden orbs cutting through the dusty haze that had enveloped the cave like a suffocating shroud.

The once dim cave, their refuge for countless years, now felt like a deathtrap. They could feel it in their bones... something ancient, something powerful beyond their comprehension was standing before them. Their breaths came in short, ragged bursts, the weight of fear pressing down on them.

The figure stepped forward, emerging from the swirling dust cloud with slow, deliberate strides. As the dust began to settle, the outline of the figure became clearer.