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Cultivation Through Artifacts

[If you would, please check out my new novel, Lost Legacies: Another World!] Died because of grief, reincarnated because of fate. Cal found himself in a world where dream was now reality and life meant survival! A world where cultivation existed and only the strong could survive! Follow him as he breaks through the unthinkable and reaches the heavens with nothing more but a power that lets him cultivate through Artifacts! ==================== Hello there! I hope you got intrigued by the synopsis or at least will give my book a chance and if you like it, I hope you will vote to help me! Naturally, your votes will be not in vain. First I want to reach 350 PS, so if we succeed with that, I will upload an extra chap! If God helps me and we surpass that by a huge margin I will write down more!:) Also, feel free to ask questions or write down if there is any mistakes, but please don't hate my book openly! Thank you! Also, my story starts slow, but it will get better I promise, just be patient! Join my Discord Server! https://discord.gg/Qr9Y7ty9j9 *Cover is mine, hope you like it!:)*

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Peak & Supreme Mastery Level!

Every Supreme Existence shifted their gaze at the Lord of the Fifth Realm, each of their gazes holding either pity, ridicule, or disgust within that they didn't care to hide at all.

"Hmph... Think whatever you all want, what I said is the truth." Pilzrod sneered once again and when he finally succeeded in plucking out the meat from between his teeth which ended up getting thrown back into his mouth, he summoned another piece of pork chop and started to eat once again.

"This guy... I swear one day I will kill him." hissing quietly through her clenched teeth, l before taking a deep breath to calm her slowly raising blood pressure, Iara looked toward Hale's direction to see his reaction.

However, just as she thought, Hale completely ignored Pilzrod's arrogance and instead stared at Khal's figure on the huge floating orb with a face that at the moment was void of any emotion, unknown what he was thinking.