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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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Okay, I'm Coming

編集者: Henyee Translations

"Hiss!"

After hearing that, everybody in the valley gasped hard. It had never occurred to them that the voice that sounded helpless and casual would make such a tough declaration after giving in so many times.

Even if all the deities and devils in the world come to beg me to spare you, you will not be saved.

The voice echoed inside the valley like waves each higher than the last. All the Cultivators of the Ancient Sages Sector's faces were pale, and their souls were shaking violently. They almost vomited their internal organs out.

They were flabbergasted, but Elder Scorching Sun was so exasperated that he was almost stabbing a hole in the sky!

"Ah! Ah! Ah! How dare you!"

The altar below Elder Scorching Sun's feet fell apart abruptly. Centered at the altar, dozens of interconnected cracks that looked like a spider web appeared on the ground and extended outwardly.