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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!

KevinAscending · 玄幻
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1729 Chs

Chapter 1440: CKC, Evercrown (44); To Die For

The last second felt incomparably stretched amidst the intensity of the rampaging, storm-inducing auras and radiant sword light. 

Wu Baozhai had crushed Hong Chunhua; the First Commander was brutally injured, her left arm turned into a fleshy, bloody pulp while a huge hole was pierced through her stomach, revealing glistening intestines and broken meridians. Still, the pallid Hong Chunhua was ever-valiant and courageous, her sword light as dazzling and inscrutable as daybreak itself. With a breath left, she fought at an unimaginably high speed, using quantity of attacks to resist quality. 

The An Sisters were barely conscious; they resorted to a full defensive stance as they threaded between life and death, arrows punctured them like porcupines, and they had only survived after uniting their minds to strengthen their spirits. Yao Houyi's arrows were far too powerful and fast. Fortunately for them, he had used his last trump card earlier.