The Magus Era
Long ago, there were people who stood upon the earth with their heads held high. They never bowed to anyone because of their indomitable spirit. They were capable of controlling wind and lightning, and conquering dragons and serpents. They seemed strong enough to split the earth and shatter the stars with their fists. They traveled throughout the land and called themselves Magi. Eventually, one of them would become a Supreme Magus! These men are the ancestors of human beings. Their blood is what we all share today. Qing Long is the former strongest man in the world. He traveled through space and time and was reborn as Ji Hao in the Fire Crow Clan of the Southern Wasteland. It’s a complicated world. Forces from both inside and outside of the clan want this young and talented boy to die. Under great pressure, Ji Hao makes a deal with a mysterious man, who resides in his spiritual space, never showing his real face. He gains two drops of blood from a dragon and phoenix. Afterwards, Ji Hao becomes increasingly more powerful. -------- Releasing: Everyday
A Disaster of Soul
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An exaggeratedly luxurious, hill-sized chariot, which was entirely cast from pure gold, slowly approached the manor.
Eighteen-thousand Jia Clan warriors carried the chariot on their backs, crawling on the ground with their arms and legs as they moved forward bit by bit. Their mouths and eyes were sewed with golden threads, unable to talk or see. Driven by an invisible force, they moved forward slowly like crawling corpses.
Yu Huo sat on top of the giant chariot, with a group of beautiful Yu Clan girls kneeling around him. Leaning his left arm on a soft cushion, he was holding a large glass of wine with his right hand, gently shaking the glass while sipping it from time to time.
Dishi Cha's mouth corners were curved upwards, forming a dramatic smile. He was still maintaining his ninety-degree bow. Apart from Dishi Cha, the other tens of leaders from large Yu Dynasty families were wearing the same stiff smiles, bowing deeply while standing on the chariot.