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Rebirth of the Eternal Sage

{On Hiatus.} {Not Dropped.} Imagine possessing enough power that even the so called Immortal Gods kneel before you in fear. The Heavens, which ruled over the myriad realms since the beginning, treats you like their God. A single word from you can alter the course of nature. With just a thought, you can destroy the entire cosmos and recreate it anew. Such power would satisfy anyone, no? But Feng Liang was different. Despite having lived for millions of eons, attaining realms that no one knew existed, making the heavens kneel before him, and even after creating the cosmos from scratch after destroying the old one as if it were a mere twig, he was not satisfied with his powers. What he desired was something more. He tried everything that one could imagine. Consuming hundreds of thousands of legendary Dao fruits and elixirs... Refining Thousands of God-level treasures... Cultivating Cosmic Qi through his body and soul for millions of years... And even obtaining merits from the heavens. Yet, he still couldn't notice even a slight change in his cultivation. He realized that the problem was his own body. His constitution wasn't strong enough to support any more qi, but he could do nothing about his body at that point. After thinking and preparing for hundreds of thousands of years, he made a momentous decision. "I shall give up this life and rise to power from the scratch once again!" ------ Update schedule? 1 Chapter Everyday...! *points gun at you*...Oh and I hope you'll leave your Votes, comments and reviews here. ^-^

WanderingShadow1 · 東方
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Ch 51: Echoes of Scorned Swords

Feng Liang moved with quiet purpose, leaving the city behind as he set out to find the one responsible for the destruction.

His steps were light, and his gaze sharp, each movement exuding a silent determination.

Yet, under the composed surface, his thoughts were already racing, trying to make sense of the disaster he had just witnessed.

Flames had torn through buildings, and the fire that fueled them was no ordinary blaze.

"A serpent," he muttered, piecing together the details.

"And the fire it unleashed… that was no common flame."

He paused, his mind reaching a chilling realization.

"It had to be the Beastly Fire of Rage."

The weight of his own words settled heavily upon him. The Beastly Fire of Rage was no simple elemental flame.

In his ancient world, only a few powerful beasts could wield it, a force as rare as it was volatile.