The Desolate Era

Fate had never been kind to Ji Ning. Wracked by illnesses and infirm his entire life on Earth, Ning knew early on that he would die as a teenager. What he didn’t know was that there really was such a thing as life after death, and that the universe was a far larger place than he thought. A lucky twist of fate (one of the few in Ning’s life) meant that Ning was reborn into a world of Immortals and monsters, of Ki Refiners and powerful Fiendgods, a world where Dynasties lasted for millions of years. A world which is both greater…and yet also smaller…than he ever could imagine. He would have the opportunity to join them, and in this life, Ning swore to himself, he would never let himself be weak again! The Era he was born into was a Desolate one, but Ning would make it his era.

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Blame Your Own Poor Luck

"Master, what should we do? Should we charge into Vastheaven Territory?" The two World-level disciples both looked towards the silver-robed Daolord.

The silver-robed Daolord smiled coldly. "I have two ideas. Listen to them and tell me which one you would choose. The first is for us to enter the Vastheaven Territory, then wait for them at the spacetime transfer array at the Vastheaven Everworld! That way, it doesn't matter which territory Eastherd and Darknorth travel from; in the end, they still have to go through the array to go to the Vastheaven Everworld."

The Vastheaven Everworld was Vastheaven Palace's base.

"If we just wait for them by that spacetime transfer array, we are guaranteed to catch them," the silver-robed Daolord said. "Vastheaven Palace is some distance away from the spacetime transfer array. Even if we were to be discovered, we'd be able to flee in time."

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