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Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

“Even if this universe is truly nothing more than a brutal, bloody, shadowy forest, we Cultivators will burn all that we have just to give off a single weak flickering spark in the darkness! “No matter how weak each spark is, how short-lived, how small… As long as the sparks flow unabated, then one day one of those sparks will light some tinder, and that tinder shall light some fallen branches, and those branches shall set ablaze each and every last tree of the forest! “In the end, even the smallest sparks will eventually set the shadowy forest ablaze and illuminate the whole world!” ------ ** Qidian International and the former translator, Mr. Strivon, have reached an agreement to buy out the chapters and host them on our site. We will be continuing the translation from the last chapter translated by Mr. Strivon **

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"By the Fist God!"

"Help me, Fist God!"

"Invincible Fist God, Demon Taming!"

The ascetics seemed to have turned into the incarnations of the Fist God. Their bulging muscles were all gifts and decrees from the Fist God. They were about to turn their hot blood into surging tides and bombard Gus.

Gus pulled the trigger emotionlessly.

The Vulcan Machine Gun started revolving unhurriedly. Three long whips of flames spurted out of the three barrels and interweaved into the sickle of the grim reaper, which was about to reap the prey.

The first ascetic was cut in half by the sickle of flames. Just like Zhou Yan, he was cut in half without any suspense. The upper half of his body flew up, and the lower half collapsed to the ground.