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On The Path Of Cultivation To Become God

The Chaos War, a time when even the gods fought for survival, was an unexpected and cataclysmic event. The reasons for its occurrence remain shrouded in mystery, and in the new era, all traces of the world before the war have been erased from existence. The universe, the immortal realm, and even the domain of the gods were all affected, and no one was spared from the aftermath of the conflict. The beings who lived before the war are now known as ancient gods, and their legends continue to captivate and inspire the people of the new era. Chen Tian, who was killed due to a treasure from the ancient era, finds himself reincarnated in a strange and unfamiliar place known as Earth. Unlike his previous life, the people here are only mortal and rely heavily on technology for their daily lives, and the concept of cultivation is unknown to them. Thinking that he would have an easy life in this new world, Chen Tian quickly realizes this world is far from simple. Join Chen Tian on his journey in discovering mysteries that will leave even gods shocked, and witness how he becomes a powerful cultivator, fighting against immortals and gods. PS: I don't own the cover. I got it from pinterest.

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"Ha... ha..." Inside a room with many different paths, a person was breathing heavily as he severed the head of a fire wolf from its body.

The person was none other than Chen Tian.

It had been five hours!

That's how long this darn trial had been going on, and he still hadn't found the end of the maze.

 

The heat was becoming unbearably intense, even when he tapped into Spiritual energy, his reserves were down to just 10%.

As he ventured into each new room, the risks grew more challenging, and the number of paths multiplied.

At present, he found himself in a room with an overwhelming number of paths—70 in total.

 

"I can't go on like this," Chen Tian mumbled, using his sword as a support by sticking it in the ground. He was exhausted, unable to muster the strength to even store his sword in his ring.