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A World Worth Protecting

By the year 3029 CE, Earth's technology has developed rapidly, borders no longer exist, and Earth has been unified, marking the beginning of the era of the Federation. At that time, a huge sword flew from the heavens, piercing the sun and causing a huge sensation on Earth. Perhaps because the scabbard of the sword was already in tatters, countless shards have broken off from it following the collision with the sun and spread across the universe. Many of these shards have landed on various places across Earth. With the arrival of the bronze sword and its shards, a new unlimited energy source has suddenly appeared on Earth. This energy source has since been named Spirit Qi. Spirit Qi is like air, thick in some places and thin in others. As the Federation and other factions gather more shards, they discover more information on cultivation, pill refinement, Spirit Stone refinement, and other techniques. The words on the shards have an ancient feel to them, making it a trend for people to use ancient language. The appearance of Spirit Qi rapidly makes the original energy sources obsolete and has completely changed people's lives. Not only has the Spirit Internet been formed, Spirit Qi has also changed the course of Human Civilization, causing the world to enter a civilization of cultivation. This would later come to be known as the Spirit Inception Era.

Er Gen · Huyền huyễn
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1455 Chs

Chapter 1069 -- Dream!

The coldness was as if he was lying naked in the snow. In the endless cold wind, his entire body and even his soul seemed to wither slowly. Even though Wang Baole was only conscious at the moment, the latter felt the coldness even more clearly, it was a cold sensation.

Along with the coldness came loneliness. This emotion was mostly due to the darkness around him, which allowed Wang Baole to remain conscious. However, the more this happened, the more intense the feeling of loneliness became.

There was no sound, no light, no pictures, and nothing. It was as if Wang Baole was the only person left in the entire void.

One day, one month, one year, one hundred years, one thousand years... it was still cold, still dark, and still lonely.

Wang Baole didn’t know how much time had passed. Perhaps... there was no concept of time here, and everything was not something he could change or control. What was placed in front of him was just waiting.