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Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

“Even if this universe is truly nothing more than a brutal, bloody, shadowy forest, we Cultivators will burn all that we have just to give off a single weak flickering spark in the darkness! “No matter how weak each spark is, how short-lived, how small… As long as the sparks flow unabated, then one day one of those sparks will light some tinder, and that tinder shall light some fallen branches, and those branches shall set ablaze each and every last tree of the forest! “In the end, even the smallest sparks will eventually set the shadowy forest ablaze and illuminate the whole world!” ------ ** Qidian International and the former translator, Mr. Strivon, have reached an agreement to buy out the chapters and host them on our site. We will be continuing the translation from the last chapter translated by Mr. Strivon **

The Enlightened Master Crouching Cow · Sci-fi
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Bandit and Dog

Translator: flycrane01 Editor: Millman97

The ears of all the Immortal Cultivators were humming, as if two sharp blades had pierced into their brains through their ears. Their heads were dizzy, and they were seeing all kinds of illusions. All of a sudden, Bai Xinghe seemed to have thousands of clones that were charging right to their face and even into their crystal suits.

"Ahhh!"

Many Immortal Cultivator who were weaker screamed in abject fear, even though they were not wounded, and launched their strongest attacks toward the illusions.

Thousands of streams of golden brilliance burst out of the void, as if a hundred small suns had risen up slowly. Even if they shut their eyes tightly, they could not stop Bai Xinghe's sharp sword aura from breaching their defenses and sweeping into their brains!

Fengyu Zhong shrieked. Every bronze ghost face on the Hundred Faces Battlesuit opened its eyes, which were shedding blood, and screamed miserably.