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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 · Đông phương
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1270 Chs

369: Merit! Change! Interrogate Ghost Lady

Hastily cleaning up the battlefield, Chen Dengming gathered some broken but still usable spiritual materials and looked towards the distant horizon.

In the vast night sky, the multitude of stars that had once been visible were now obscured by the chaotic clouds left behind by battling Divine Transformation powerhouses, giving the impression of heavy clouds hanging low, even hiding the moonlight, plunging thousands of miles around into darkness, creating an incredibly oppressive atmosphere.

Far at the edge of the sky, a thick cloud layer split open to reveal a long slit, behind which the firmament was as deep as well water, occasionally flashing with lightning crazily shining through it, casting narrow beams of light.

Clearly, that was the Spirit Thunder Layer.

A Divine Transformation powerhouse might have departed through there.