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Black Myth: Starting from the Destined One

"Black Myth: The Destined One" the mobile game, sent Li Ping'an back to the Journey to the West World where deities and Buddhas had perished, demons roamed freely, and the Three Realms had collapsed. The longer he survived, the stronger he became. Cultivation, Divine Skills, Side Techniques, Magical Treasures... and the like were obtained from the game and could even be taken back to the real world. Black Bear Spirit Bodhisattva, Shadowy Moon Demon Lord, Howling Celestial Dog, Hundred Eyes Demon Lord Bodhisattva, King Huang Feng Bodhisattva, Old Buddha Huang Mei... One after another, those claiming to be immortals, Bodhisattvas, and Buddha Ancestors fell beneath his staff. Only after he had acquired wealth and status in the real world through the Cultivation, Divine Skills, Side Techniques, and Magical Treasures obtained from the game, did he realize that the real world was nothing more than the Nineteenth Layer of Hell in the Journey to the West World... With an undying heart, at ease and carefree, the Destined One Li Ping'an embarked on Journey to the West once more!

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Chapter 169: Heaven Exterminating Earth Destroying Immortal Slaying Sword!

"Being second in the world means you are the second greatest cultivation talent in the world!"

"So that's what you meant. I thought it was something else. Pssh, as if everyone isn't a genius!"

Li Ping'an disdainfully replied:

"Then let me ask you, if your cultivation were higher than mine, I could understand surviving my Thunder Technique without dying, but your cultivation is clearly lower than mine. How could you possibly survive my Thunder Magic Talisman without dying! That has nothing to do with being a genius, right? Could it be that like Xie Wenren, you have a life-protection dharma instrument?"

"Exactly! My survival from your Thunder Magic Talisman truly has nothing to do with being a genius or not!"

Pei Yuanjing gritted his teeth, sighed deeply, and then with immense pride raised the dull ancient sword in his hand and explained as if to show off: