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Poison God's Heritage

"There is a thin line between poison and medicine, and I shall make you dance on it!" Dead and reincarnated, Shen Bao finds himself in a world of cultivation, a world he only believed that existed in stories and books. With hopes of heights and abilities far than what the mortal man could ever dream of, he's given a new purpose in life, however, fate had other surprises in store for him. What should have commenced as a regular life in any reincarnation story, for Shen Bao everything turned upside down when he found out that he doesn't have the ability to cultivate...

Biako · Oriental
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908 Chs

Bronze Gate

The Thunder Bull penetrated through the fused spatial folds and immediately I felt as if the world was crashing on top of me. A pressure like no other seemed to wash over us, it was enough to cause the carriage to rattle for a bit.

Waves of saint Qi shot up from the carriage and the sect master covered us and forcefully pushed back the pressure of entering through this tight spatial opening.

Suddenly, my mind seemed to reel as if it was being forced to… sleep.

But, it felt so similar to being dragged into a domain that it only took me a moment to close and open my eyes to get rid of this pulling effect.

My head hurt for a bit, but it seemed to disappear soon after. However, something I didn't expect seemed to have happened.

Looking around, we were no longer in deep space, but apparently, we were now standing on a gigantic platform.

I sent my divine sense outward and seemed to notice a few things.