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Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master

After getting killed on the hands of the mighty nine-tailed fox monster, William found himself twenty years back in time. At this time, he was an eleven years old worthless kid, without spirit and weak spirit power. He worked as a porter in a famous academy, serving other disciples for living. But the one who returned back in time knew this wasn't the end of the world. William had ways unknown to many. So he'll train and get stronger, turning himself into the strongest spirit master in the world. Starting from such low point, he started his long journey towards being a real powerhouse. Despite using all his past life knowledge, he would be still faced with many challenges in the academy and in the world. Yet William will conquer them all. His main goal will be to not just be something in this world, but to grow beyond the limits he reached before in his past life. He wanted to get better prepared for the hideous and deadly enemy that killed him; the nine-tailed fox monster. In such world and time, he got many years to train and scheme for his revenge. He would never allow the past failure to be repeated once again. Join William's journey towards pinnacle and see how he crushes everyone else. ___________________________________________ Follow me on my social media: ++++Tiktok: @authorranmaro ++++Instagram: @authorranmaro ++++Facebook: /AuthorRanmaro ____________________________________________ It's written in UK English. It means words like 'Realized - Recognize - Meter' will turn into, [Realised - Recognise - Metre] And it's right English words not a misspelling or a mistake or something. Release rate: 3 up to 6 chaps per day.

ranmaro · 奇幻
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1282 Chs

Making Grenades

After doing this for an entire day, he stopped, looked at the thick and densely packed monsters that seemed to not show any decrease at all, shook his head, and then left.

All this was watched and recorded by many masters that William didn't know of their existence. No one knew why these monsters didn't dare to step forward, and yet they all acknowledged and appreciated what William did.

The latter walked towards the fog zone. The closer he got, the more he felt how familiar it was. The shape of fog, its distribution and thickness, all were like the fog that bellowed from the holes back at that underground space at the Novistic capital.

Yet this fog seemed a bit thinner. "I believe it's because this is the outer zone," William muttered to himself, before standing in front of the swamp area.