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...
Overdrive
The Death Sun lunged at the Wisest Sun with a terrifying, skeletal grace. His body moved like a shadow, flickering in and out of existence. The Wisest Sun reacted immediately, his hands flowing in a blur of movements as the two of them vanished into a fold of space, leaving no trace behind. A deafening silence followed their departure, the residual energy crackling in the air like a lingering threat.
"What the hell just happened?" I spat, the tension snapping my voice.
Suddenly, the Blue Sun appeared in front of me, her titan-slaying hammer materializing in her hands as she blocked an invisible strike. The force of the blow sent a shockwave rippling through the cavern, shaking the ground beneath us as her hammer whistled through the empty air, repelling an unseen force.