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Paragon of Sin

The Heavenly Dao exists. It decides what is right and what is wrong. To act against it is to sin, to act according to it is to be blessed by its graces. The world of cultivation is difficult, an unchanging principle. Yet there are those who are cherished by the Heavens, cuddled into rising above all and everyone else. How can this be? Why must this be? What is moral and just? What is evil and immoral?! WHY DOES IT GET TO DECIDE?! So we, the Sinners, we act against the Heavenly Daos, grasp our own fates in hopes of truly overturning them. This is a Journey of a young boy born Blessed, but turned Sinner. The greatest sinner of them all. ----- As some of you may know, I'm also the Author of Consuming Earths, Devouring Skies! This is my second project, and one I'm incredibly passionate about! I hope you all enjoy following the adventures of Wei Wuyin! And I hope that I can bring a fresh experience to you all. ---- Follow for Updates: https://twitter.com/KevinAscending Here's Discord if you just want to chat or meet some like-minded individuals! https://discord.gg/kevinascending If you want to support my novel, to increase the ratio of releases, or to receive monthly bonus releases! You can support here: https://www.patreon.com/KevinAscending https://ko-fi.com/kevinascending paypal.me/KevinJpl Or @Kevinjpl Any and all support goes to supporting me and my right to write!

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Chapter 960: SCR Summit, Unyielding Pride

"Do you wish to continue?" 

Those five words resounded like thunder in Lin Ming's mind, his heart racing as the light whisperings of deadly crisis rang heavily in his thoughts, subtly giving him the urge to reject, to formulate a rebuke towards this newly elevated difficulty. While his inner pride had refused to allow him to consciously choose the easier path, a consequence that might have severe implications on his self-confidence and willpower, he also was fully aware of his limitations.

An entity at the Star Core Phase was far, far beyond his current strength. Even if he considered all his trump cards, every single desperation-type art, spell, maneuver, and method that he could deploy, he found himself unable to give himself a chance of victory. If it was an entity at the Temporal Eye Phase, while his chances might be low, it wasn't non-existent

He felt stuck, his throat sealed by words that he wanted to say, but his instincts begged him not to.