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History's Number 1 Founder

Lin Feng travelled through worlds and even obtained an overpowered system, but he still faces a pressure as huge as a mountain. System's main quest: Lin Feng is to create a school; establish history’s number 1 sect and Lin Feng himself to become the number 1 founder. To become history’s number 1 founder, Lin Feng started to work hard. “Your name is Shi Tianhao? Natural born sovereign roots but it was stolen by your cousin? Now being raised in a little village your father placed you in? Come come come, follow your master and we’ll let those people know that justice that is owed must be returned!” “Your name is Xiao Yan? A genius of the past but a loser now? Even your fiance came over to humiliate you by asking for a divorce? Come come come, follow your master and we’ll let that brat know the meaning of: don’t bully a youngster just because he’s poor!” “Your name is Zhu Yi? The son of a marquis but you’re being suppressed by your father? Your mother was a saint but she was assassinated? Come come come, follow your master and we’ll let your dad know the meaning how problems can be solved with your fists...no, with reasoning!"

August Eagle · Fantasi Timur
Peringkat tidak cukup
1486 Chs

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Editor: Sparrow Translations

Guo Zonghuang and Grandmaster Huang Yang followed the clues and managed to locate the escaping cultivator.

Although he was a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator, he couldn't match up to an experienced Advanced Nascent Soul Stage Grandmaster Huang Yang. They were stopped by Grandmaster Huang Yang, while Guo Zonghuang summoned the powers of the Golden Crown of Angels and Demons to catch up with them.

Grandmaster Huang Yang roared furiously, and a beam of yellow light appeared in the sky. As the light flashed, a huge yellow cottonwood tree appeared before it crashed down towards the escaping cultivator.

The yellow cottonwood tree didn't seem very mighty, but it seemed to engulf the entire void space as it crashed down. This left no route for the Nascent Soul Stage cultivator to escape.

He could only stop in his tracks and clasped his hands together. Streaks of green light flew into mid-air and chopped the yellow cottonwood tree.