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Reincarnated As A Baby? My Cry Is A Dragon Roar!

Reincarnated as a baby who was in his mother's womb for a hundred years, the moment Lin Xuan was born, the whole world was shocked. When he took his first breath, he gathered all the purple qi from 30,000 miles east. He was dubbed the Saint Child by others. When he let out his first cry, it helped all of the cultivators around him break through their limits. When he first opened his eyes, his parents mastered the Divine Eyes technique. When he first moved his fingers, he tore open a crack in space. It was the Devastating Finger. When he took his first step, cracks formed on the crust of the earth. It was the Chaotic Eight Steps. When he first spoke, first ate, and first showered… His Ancestor praised, “He’s the pride of our family.” The Holy Maiden argued, “He’s mine!” The Empress announced, “I’m willing to wait until he’s an adult!” Buddda’s apprentice cursed, “Why am I meditating here? I can break through just by being close to him!” By the time the baby grew into a child, he was already invincible.

Northern Wind Sword · Fantasi Timur
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505 Chs

Breakthrough

Editor: Atlas Studios

The Great Abyss Master glanced at Lin Xuan and clicked his tongue impatiently. The things that had happened to this ordinary child several times were not ordinary at all.

For some reason, this person was so blessed by the heavens. Not to mention having such a cultivation at such a young age, he even absorbed the ancient True Dragon Qi easily.

"Alright, stop acting like you just survived a calamity in front of me. You're extremely hypocritical."

He hooked his finger at Lin Xuan and continued, "Can we do it now?"

Lin Xuan smiled amicably at the abyss. To useful people, Lin Xuan usually meant what he said and did.

True Dragon Qi shot into the sky, and a crisp dragon roar resounded in the entire hall. Surging spiritual qi spread around Lin Xuan and rushed towards the Great Abyss Master.

Golden spiritual qi instantly enveloped the head of the abyss. Ancient patterns circulated in the air, surrounding the abyss tightly.