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Supreme Emperor of Mist

This book is going through a Rewrite. Please start reading chapter 253 onwards if you don't want to go through the earlier chapters that didn't get edited and amateurish. - A new synopsis will be added later after the initial preparation and rewriting are done. Do look forward to it because I can assure you that the storyline is much better compared to the earlier 250 chapters. - (This synopsis does not apply to chapter 253 onwards. Take note) It was a cultivation world where the strong preys on the weak. The cycle continued, but neither factions nor dynasties managed to overcome the corrosion of time. - Qin Lan was a youth in his fifteen years old. Playful but socialized well with people of his age, this third young master was well respected wherever he goes. But little did they know that he's considered trash when it comes to cultivation. - But everything changed when he steps forward to fight for a righteous cause and protecting his household servants. - His memories before his current reincarnation came back. - He was the Sect Leader of Kuangshan Lu Sect. He's also the founder of the Misty Sea Eternal Dynasty. Furthermore, he's the third Supreme Emperor in his most glorious era. - And once again, the forgotten Supreme Emperor of Mist shall make his way towards the top of the cultivation world once more. Discord Link: https://discord.gg/8xJYvgAnpf

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Final Battle (6)

"Retreat if you don't want to die." Peng Yan, Xu Xin Cheng, and Wei Hu Xuan ordered their soldiers to retreat with a simple warning. From their response, it seems this wasn't their first time encountering such an incident.

As for Sun Wu Jian's troops, they're confused. But through the intuition of a cultivator, everyone managed to keep their distance from getting involved in the bloody mist.

"Let's stop the battle for a while. I can't wait to see what kind of thing would come out from that mist," said Wei Hu Xuan. There was a hidden clue or two from the way he speaks.

Very soon, three silhouettes came out from the bloody mist. At this time, only Qin Lan's troop of about two hundred and forty soldiers are getting ready to engage.

"Young master, what is coming out from there?" Lu Qing Yun asked.