The Desolate Era

Fate had never been kind to Ji Ning. Wracked by illnesses and infirm his entire life on Earth, Ning knew early on that he would die as a teenager. What he didn’t know was that there really was such a thing as life after death, and that the universe was a far larger place than he thought. A lucky twist of fate (one of the few in Ning’s life) meant that Ning was reborn into a world of Immortals and monsters, of Ki Refiners and powerful Fiendgods, a world where Dynasties lasted for millions of years. A world which is both greater…and yet also smaller…than he ever could imagine. He would have the opportunity to join them, and in this life, Ning swore to himself, he would never let himself be weak again! The Era he was born into was a Desolate one, but Ning would make it his era.

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Meeting Winterflame Again

Ji Ning continued to lead Hegemon Azurefiend and Protector Whitethaw through the flaming passageways via his realmship, entering 'negotiations' with one trapped Hegemon and Emperor after another. Each flaming passageway was extremely long, while the Hegemons were all scattered in various places. As a result, it would take months to fully sweep through all of them.

"Hmph. Those fools." Hegemon Azurefiend sat within the realmship, drinking some wine. A dark look had long ago appeared on his face. "All of them are saying that I'm afraid of death. Ugh…"

Hegemon Azurefiend didn't even know how he was supposed to refute these rumors. Was he supposed to commit suicide to show that he wasn't afraid of death? That would be truly idiotic.

"Brother Azurefiend, why bother with them?" Ning smiled. "If a dog bites you, are you really going to bite back? Just let them jabber."

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