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Rebirth of the Eternal Sage

{On Hiatus.} {Not Dropped.} Imagine possessing enough power that even the so called Immortal Gods kneel before you in fear. The Heavens, which ruled over the myriad realms since the beginning, treats you like their God. A single word from you can alter the course of nature. With just a thought, you can destroy the entire cosmos and recreate it anew. Such power would satisfy anyone, no? But Feng Liang was different. Despite having lived for millions of eons, attaining realms that no one knew existed, making the heavens kneel before him, and even after creating the cosmos from scratch after destroying the old one as if it were a mere twig, he was not satisfied with his powers. What he desired was something more. He tried everything that one could imagine. Consuming hundreds of thousands of legendary Dao fruits and elixirs... Refining Thousands of God-level treasures... Cultivating Cosmic Qi through his body and soul for millions of years... And even obtaining merits from the heavens. Yet, he still couldn't notice even a slight change in his cultivation. He realized that the problem was his own body. His constitution wasn't strong enough to support any more qi, but he could do nothing about his body at that point. After thinking and preparing for hundreds of thousands of years, he made a momentous decision. "I shall give up this life and rise to power from the scratch once again!" ------ Update schedule? 1 Chapter Everyday...! *points gun at you*...Oh and I hope you'll leave your Votes, comments and reviews here. ^-^

WanderingShadow1 · Timur
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Ch 40: Misunderstanding -1

Inside a small, dimly lit cave, two old men sat lazily on opposite sides of a stone wall. The cave was far from grand... it was more of a forgotten sanctuary, where time had left its mark on everything, from the rough walls to the weathered inhabitants.

Dust clung to every surface, the air thick with the musty scent of old stone and damp earth.

The men themselves were a reflection of the cave's neglect. Their skin, weathered and wrinkled from years of living in the wilderness, was cracked and rough, while their unkempt beards and matted hair suggested they hadn't seen a proper bath in years.

They wore ragged, worn clothes... little more than scraps of fabric that clung loosely to their aging frames.

Despite their unseemly appearance, there was a certain air about them... one that hinted at a once formidable presence, now dulled by the passing of time.