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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 **

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The Palace of Memories Near Death

編集者: Henyee Translations

"Stop… Stop singing!"

Li Jialing waved his hand at Li Yao, with pain and weakness all over his face. "It's me, Brother Yao. I'm perfectly fine now and have completely taken my body back. Please stop singing!"

"Jialing!"

Overjoyed, Li Yao hurried to stop. "Alright, alright, I'll stop singing. To be honest, I can't tolerate my singing anymore either…"

The twisted shadow made of blood and black fog, however, struggled to crawl back into Li Jialing's body.

However, Li Jialing's willpower was gathered into a gold fire that prevented Wuying Qi's second invasion. He was even swallowing Wuying Qi's remaining soul.

Possession was always dangerous. Once the owner of the body was awakened, they would likely swallow the power of the possessor. Li Yao had exactly absorbed Ou Yezi's memories and power in such a way.

"You want to go back again? Not a chance!"