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Birth of the Demonic Sword

"So, that's how my life ends, what a waste of time it was...". These were the last thoughts of a young man, shot by accident in a fight between local gangs. Little did he know that he would soon wake up in another world, a world of cultivation! This is the story of the whoreson of a wealthy family, of a transmigrator that had no purpose in his previous life, of a demon that will make power his reason to keep on living. Noah Balvan, after he transmigrated, will have to fight against his social status and the many difficulties of the world he was reborn in to obtain the power to stand free in the sky above anyone! Follow me on twitter: https://twitter.com/EoCNovels Instagram: eocnovels Discord link: https://discord.gg/CNh28NP Cover artist: https://digitalrowye.com/ Fandom: https://botds.fandom.com/wiki/Birth_of_the_Demonic_Sword_Wiki

Eveofchaos · Oriental
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The sea of golden flames engulfed Noah. Cracks opened in the sky as the destructive force of Second Prince's fire spread in the area.

The golden star expanded, and flares came out of its unstable surface. Yet, a fissure soon opened at its center and divided the fiery sphere into two precise halves.

Noah came out of the fissure and floated outside of the star's range. The sharpness radiated by his consciousness had cut the flames, but many of them had landed on his skin. Still, he didn't suffer any significant injury.

'He can hurt me then,' Noah thought as he stared at a burned spot on his right arm. The flames had managed to burn a small part of his skin, but he had acted before the damage spread.

Noah didn't lower his guard. Second Prince's aura still lingered in the area, but even his superior awareness couldn't pinpoint his location.

'Does he even have a real body?' Noah wondered as his consciousness expanded to look for the Royal.