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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

The sky split.

It was about the time of last night.

There were no stars in the World of the Fist God. Every night, people would take a rest early in preparation for the next morning, when the sun rose in the east, to build up their muscles and build up their skills.

Therefore, nobody in Red Gold Town saw how the sky split open.

However, when they were drowsy, they suddenly heard an earsplitting explosion.

No. It was not accurate, because there were neither stars nor lightning in the World of Fist Gods.

It was more like the sound of 'Glenn', the toughest boxer in town, punching the iron skull of the Iron-Horned Devil Bear and blowing it up.

Like 'Glen', who had died a long time ago, he punched the heads of all the residents, giving them a splitting headache. They all jumped up from their beds.

Amid the noisy discussions and earsplitting screams, the townspeople kicked open their homes and rushed out to take a look.