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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: Atlas Studios

Zhao Chuang was greatly shocked. Three sword auras rushed at his face. Han Ziyi, who was standing in front of him, was at least an expert in the Pulse Condensation Period. His speed was so fast that Zhao Chuang had no time to react and could only watch the sword auras passing by his throat.

Right then, noises echoed in the grass around him. Dozens of silver needles as thin as hairs darted out. Then, three mysterious figures in white robes stepped out of thin air.

"Mystic Gate Art!"

Han Ziyi's face changed color. Forced by the silver needles, he lost the great opportunity to kill Zhao Chuang.

"Fellow Cultivators of the Heaven Wolves Sect, don't believe in the Lie Wind Sect—the enemy has defected and turned into a devil!"