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My Descendant Begged Me To Help Him Just After I Became A God

Jiang Changsheng was reincarnated as the crown prince of the Jing Kingdom. However, he was switched at birth and was sent to grow up in a temple. He was raised as a Taoist. The change in his fate was devastating. Fortunately, he was able to awaken the Survival System and gained the power to not die from aging. Every time he survived a dangerous event, he could receive rewards. His senior brother almost killed him by accident. He was lucky enough to survive that and was rewarded with the Divine Shadow Kick. He almost got crushed when the ceiling fell on top of him during an earthquake. He was able to obtain the Nine Seeking Divine Dragon Step. After surviving the demon invasion, he was rewarded with the magic treasure, Demon Subduing Mace. This was a world where kingdoms stood tall, demons rampaged in the wild, martial arts ruled the street, and where Gods did not exist. 300 years had passed. The Jing Kingdom was starting to fall. The dukes came together and made the emperor their puppet. The kingdom was divided. After decades of internal conflicts, the kingdom was on the verge of being invaded. The citizens were pretty much living in hell. The puppet king, Jiang Xuanzhen, arrived at the temple and begged, “Ancestor, I apologize for being weak! Please! Help us regain our glory!”

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Nine Levels of Blissful Hell, Interfering with the Past

Éditeur: Henyee Translations

Ever since the battle between Divine Lord Biliu and the Yin Yang God, the black rifts that covered all parts of the void were still there. After ten years, the immortal cultivation world had become accustomed to the existence of the black rifts. Fortunately, no one had died from them for the time being.

Immortal cultivators had used puppets, spiritual objects, talismans, and other items to enter the black rifts to investigate. However, as soon as these worldly possessions entered the black rifts, their connection with the items were cut off. As a result, no immortal cultivators dare to approach these cracks anymore.

However, there were always exceptions. Even though the Kunlun Field was peaceful, it was only the overall situation. There were still many altercations at various levels.

Some immortal cultivators were chased by their enemies. When they were at their wit's end, they would have no choice but to escape into the black rifts and never return.