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Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

“Even if this universe is truly nothing more than a brutal, bloody, shadowy forest, we Cultivators will burn all that we have just to give off a single weak flickering spark in the darkness! “No matter how weak each spark is, how short-lived, how small… As long as the sparks flow unabated, then one day one of those sparks will light some tinder, and that tinder shall light some fallen branches, and those branches shall set ablaze each and every last tree of the forest! “In the end, even the smallest sparks will eventually set the shadowy forest ablaze and illuminate the whole world!” ------ ** Qidian International and the former translator, Mr. Strivon, have reached an agreement to buy out the chapters and host them on our site. We will be continuing the translation from the last chapter translated by Mr. Strivon **

The Enlightened Master Crouching Cow · SF
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編集者: Henyee Translations

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The thousands of skeleton soldiers were running faster and faster. Their bones were rubbing in weird shrieks that congregated into an ocean of creepy sounds.

The bone altars and ballistae that were more than ten meters tall were also slowly moving toward the city wall, surrounded by the skeleton soldiers.

The skeleton soldiers were followed by decaying, hideous zombies, which would make anyone who saw them have nightmares.

The copper, silver, and golden zombies that were specially refined were still protecting the palace at the center of the army of ghouls while observing the tiny changes in the battle coldly.

While the Ocean Suppressing Array was fully functioning, the entire East Peace City was slightly shivering.

The bluish electric arcs that were spurting out ripped more and more souls, skeletons, and zombies into shreds.