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Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

“Even if this universe is truly nothing more than a brutal, bloody, shadowy forest, we Cultivators will burn all that we have just to give off a single weak flickering spark in the darkness! “No matter how weak each spark is, how short-lived, how small… As long as the sparks flow unabated, then one day one of those sparks will light some tinder, and that tinder shall light some fallen branches, and those branches shall set ablaze each and every last tree of the forest! “In the end, even the smallest sparks will eventually set the shadowy forest ablaze and illuminate the whole world!” ------ ** Qidian International and the former translator, Mr. Strivon, have reached an agreement to buy out the chapters and host them on our site. We will be continuing the translation from the last chapter translated by Mr. Strivon **

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Editor: Millman97

Four thin metal patches on which several simple rune arrays were carved were pinned to Ning Wushuang's chest. Their sole use was to receive the signals of Luo Xingzi and the other experts.

According to the deal, the four Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators would send a signal to him every other second. The metal patches would stay quiet when they received the signal.

But if they failed to receive any signal for three seconds, they would shake feebly.

It meant that the telepathic thoughts of four Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators were jammed at the same time.

Normally speaking, it was impossible.

One second passed after another. Although Ning Wushuang controlled his pores by force, cold sweat was still popping up on his forehead.