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Paragon of Sin

The Heavenly Dao exists. It decides what is right and what is wrong. To act against it is to sin, to act according to it is to be blessed by its graces. The world of cultivation is difficult, an unchanging principle. Yet there are those who are cherished by the Heavens, cuddled into rising above all and everyone else. How can this be? Why must this be? What is moral and just? What is evil and immoral?! WHY DOES IT GET TO DECIDE?! So we, the Sinners, we act against the Heavenly Daos, grasp our own fates in hopes of truly overturning them. This is a Journey of a young boy born Blessed, but turned Sinner. The greatest sinner of them all. ----- As some of you may know, I'm also the Author of Consuming Earths, Devouring Skies! This is my second project, and one I'm incredibly passionate about! I hope you all enjoy following the adventures of Wei Wuyin! And I hope that I can bring a fresh experience to you all. ---- Follow for Updates: https://twitter.com/KevinAscending Here's Discord if you just want to chat or meet some like-minded individuals! https://discord.gg/kevinascending If you want to support my novel, to increase the ratio of releases, or to receive monthly bonus releases! You can support here: https://www.patreon.com/KevinAscending https://ko-fi.com/kevinascending paypal.me/KevinJpl Or @Kevinjpl Any and all support goes to supporting me and my right to write!

KevinAscending · Oriental
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1646 Chs

Chapter 925: Among Us

Distraught and riled as they were, the three Soul Monarchs maintained a sense of dignity despite their individualistic challenges. The Soul Saint King had swept the situation into a prompt conclusion, sending all enemies away with two actions and two sentences. However, their emotions were as complex as the life cycle of a butterfly.

The Soul Martial Saint, still as bare naked as possible, his bulging muscles and gigantically exceptional physique aside, gazed thoughtfully towards the Spirits of War's departing route. 

The Soul Falling Saint held the calmest expression despite suffering the greatest losses, only inspecting the approaching Soul Saint King with unreadable eyes. At the leaking stump of his left arm, continuously flowing dark-grey energies pulsated in a rhythmic manner. The time energies were slowly testing out the environment, hoping to initial Temporal Reversion at the soonest possible point.