"There is a thin line between poison and medicine, and I shall make you dance on it!" Dead and reincarnated, Shen Bao finds himself in a world of cultivation, a world he only believed that existed in stories and books. With hopes of heights and abilities far than what the mortal man could ever dream of, he's given a new purpose in life, however, fate had other surprises in store for him. What should have commenced as a regular life in any reincarnation story, for Shen Bao everything turned upside down when he found out that he doesn't have the ability to cultivate...
"That child is the one you said was called the Fire King. He seems pretty strong. After all he stood still under the Flamboyant Sun almost as much as the Demon Sword did. And all that while he was still at the early Void Shattering Stage," Eccentric Long commented.
"It seems like we'll have some very strong fighters in these upcoming rounds, oh, among the cultivators, it seems that the one named Zhang Tian is going up stage," the Commentator said as he displayed a screen that showed everyone the fight.
Zhang Tian, in his scholarly conduct simply stood in the arena, with his closed fan. Slightly tapping his bottom lip with the fan as he waited.
A man of very short stature showed up. He didn't seem to have any weapons on his person. But he still gave off a creepy and eerie feeling.
Death energy was creeping up around his body.