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On The Path Of Cultivation To Become God

The Chaos War, a time when even the gods fought for survival, was an unexpected and cataclysmic event. The reasons for its occurrence remain shrouded in mystery, and in the new era, all traces of the world before the war have been erased from existence. The universe, the immortal realm, and even the domain of the gods were all affected, and no one was spared from the aftermath of the conflict. The beings who lived before the war are now known as ancient gods, and their legends continue to captivate and inspire the people of the new era. Chen Tian, who was killed due to a treasure from the ancient era, finds himself reincarnated in a strange and unfamiliar place known as Earth. Unlike his previous life, the people here are only mortal and rely heavily on technology for their daily lives, and the concept of cultivation is unknown to them. Thinking that he would have an easy life in this new world, Chen Tian quickly realizes this world is far from simple. Join Chen Tian on his journey in discovering mysteries that will leave even gods shocked, and witness how he becomes a powerful cultivator, fighting against immortals and gods. PS: I don't own the cover. I got it from pinterest.

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Divine martial artist might! (1)

"Choose your weapon, kid, or if you want, we can use our fists." Ming Jian said with a smirk, pointing to a selection of wooden weapons for Chen Tian to choose from.

The swords, staffs, and spears were all crafted from the finest wood, perfect for training.

Chen Tian's eyes lit up as he took a wooden sword and twirled it in his hand, feeling the weight and balance.

"This," he said.

Ming Jian raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement dancing in his gaze.

"A sword, huh? It seems some haven't even learned the first rule of combat—choose a weapon that complements your strengths. Unless, of course, you enjoy swinging a toy around pointlessly."

Chen Tian's grip tightened on the wooden sword. A playful glint entered his eyes.

"We'll see."

"Stubborn fool. A sword for a fraud like you? You'd be better suited wielding a toothpick," Ming Jian scoffed, a hint of contempt in his voice.