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Poison God's Heritage

"There is a thin line between poison and medicine, and I shall make you dance on it!" Dead and reincarnated, Shen Bao finds himself in a world of cultivation, a world he only believed that existed in stories and books. With hopes of heights and abilities far than what the mortal man could ever dream of, he's given a new purpose in life, however, fate had other surprises in store for him. What should have commenced as a regular life in any reincarnation story, for Shen Bao everything turned upside down when he found out that he doesn't have the ability to cultivate...

Biako · Oriental
Classificações insuficientes
758 Chs

Lingering Regrets

Trees of abnormal sizes and shapes were sprawled all over the place. Some were taller than buildings and others were as big as towers. Their leaves were thick and compact enough to cover the skies. Causing the atmosphere under these trees to look like it was dark all year long.

The animals that lived in this place were used to such an environment. Enough that the majority of them didn't rely on their sight when they were hunting.

They developed a keen sense of hearing and smell, and also divine sense.

The animals and demonic beasts that roamed this place were strong enough to make even ascendants have second thoughts about aimlessly wandering around in this forest.

Yet despite these dangers, a young man who seemed to have far too many bruises and wounds on him seemed to be rushing through the forest's thick foliage. Running for dear life.

He was wearing emerald-colored robes that had a symbol on them. it looked like a coiling snake.