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In my twilight years of cultivating, I became a Supreme Daoist of the Longevity Path

【Pure Immortal Heroic Fantasy, infused with both immortal intent and gallant spirit, refining insights on human relationships, seeking immortality, more than thirty thousand reservations, averaging nine thousand】 Forever reminiscing rivers and lakes under silvery hair, desiring to return to the cosmos in a simple boat. Peach and plum blossoms in the spring breeze, a cup of wine; rivers and lakes in the night rain, a lantern for ten years. Chen Dengming stepped into the chaotic world of rivers and lakes, only reaching the Innate Realm in his twilight, but Innate Martial Arts wasn't the ultimate destination of his heart's rivers and lakes, it was to cultivate for longevity that marked the beginning of his dreams. If practicing Kung Fu can prolong life, then cultivating the Dao can certainly point directly to immortality. Practicing martial arts, refining Gu, cultivating Dao, seeking longevity... This is a story about an ordinary traveler stepping into rivers and lakes, into the World of True Cultivation, seeking the path to immortality one step at a time. Read about cultivation in the twilight years, savor the vigorous life! Young reader, you truly understand cultivation! ...This book was formerly titled "Late Bloomer: My Immortal Life"! (The author has previously completed a nearly five million word, eighty thousand high reservation three-star martial arts masterpiece, "Indestructible Mighty Fortress Leader," rest assured and enjoy)

Wandering Man · Huyền huyễn
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1007 Chs

272: The World Inside the Monster! Revenge on the Ancestor (Extra for Monthly Ticket)_1

The moment he realized something was amiss with his Divine Sense, abruptly, a high bulge surfaced from Soul Devouring Ancestor's abdomen. Oozing from his seven orifices-terminal areas like his nose and his eyes, sticky black tentacles suddenly sprang forth. They darted forth like streaks of dark lightning, striking Chen Dengming's Divine Sense.

Chen Dengming felt an instant sharp pain, as if his spirit was severed, the pain reaching deep down to his spirit was comparable to someone chopping off his fingers. His extended Divine Sense seemed to have been bitten, chewed, and partly swallowed by something.

He immediately withdrew his Divine Sense instinctively.

At the same time, waves suddenly surged on the chilling liquid surface before him. Numerous sleek, spine-chilling tentacles dashed towards him.

Chen Dengming had just withdrawn all of his Divine Sense when the slick tentacles emerged from the surface. It struck a chord in his mind.