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Paragon of Sin

The Heavenly Dao exists. It decides what is right and what is wrong. To act against it is to sin, to act according to it is to be blessed by its graces. The world of cultivation is difficult, an unchanging principle. Yet there are those who are cherished by the Heavens, cuddled into rising above all and everyone else. How can this be? Why must this be? What is moral and just? What is evil and immoral?! WHY DOES IT GET TO DECIDE?! So we, the Sinners, we act against the Heavenly Daos, grasp our own fates in hopes of truly overturning them. This is a Journey of a young boy born Blessed, but turned Sinner. The greatest sinner of them all. ----- As some of you may know, I'm also the Author of Consuming Earths, Devouring Skies! This is my second project, and one I'm incredibly passionate about! I hope you all enjoy following the adventures of Wei Wuyin! And I hope that I can bring a fresh experience to you all. ---- Follow for Updates: https://twitter.com/KevinAscending Here's Discord if you just want to chat or meet some like-minded individuals! https://discord.gg/kevinascending If you want to support my novel, to increase the ratio of releases, or to receive monthly bonus releases! You can support here: https://www.patreon.com/KevinAscending https://ko-fi.com/kevinascending paypal.me/KevinJpl Or @Kevinjpl Any and all support goes to supporting me and my right to write!

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Chapter 1393: CKC, The Hunt (3)

The sanguine sky rumbled thunderously as rampant windstorms from the lingering, remnant power of Lin Kang, rife with desperation and the scent of death, ravaged the nearby regions. The abrupt appearance of the bloody radiance had drawn away the attention of the Chosen here, but after the fury of Lin Kang's Ascension Art was unleashed, those fortunate enough to survive the initial onslaught began to awaken to their senses. 

Those with keen minds and senses instantly noticed that their Sea of Consciousness had been subjected to an external influence, suppressing some of their instincts of survival, and fear swelled within their shaken hearts. 

Howl!