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My Descendant Begged Me To Help Him Just After I Became A God

Jiang Changsheng was reincarnated as the crown prince of the Jing Kingdom. However, he was switched at birth and was sent to grow up in a temple. He was raised as a Taoist. The change in his fate was devastating. Fortunately, he was able to awaken the Survival System and gained the power to not die from aging. Every time he survived a dangerous event, he could receive rewards. His senior brother almost killed him by accident. He was lucky enough to survive that and was rewarded with the Divine Shadow Kick. He almost got crushed when the ceiling fell on top of him during an earthquake. He was able to obtain the Nine Seeking Divine Dragon Step. After surviving the demon invasion, he was rewarded with the magic treasure, Demon Subduing Mace. This was a world where kingdoms stood tall, demons rampaged in the wild, martial arts ruled the street, and where Gods did not exist. 300 years had passed. The Jing Kingdom was starting to fall. The dukes came together and made the emperor their puppet. The kingdom was divided. After decades of internal conflicts, the kingdom was on the verge of being invaded. The citizens were pretty much living in hell. The puppet king, Jiang Xuanzhen, arrived at the temple and begged, “Ancestor, I apologize for being weak! Please! Help us regain our glory!”

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791 Chs

Great Darkness Conquering Sky

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

[890,000 Heavenly Dao incense points will be consumed. Do you wish to continue?]

No!

Jiang Changsheng once again calculated that mysterious expert's strength value. An existence with such a high strength value was indeed qualified to hunt down a Zenith Heaven Immortal that had just broken through.

From the memories of the leader of the Seven Devils of the Dust Ruins, Jiang Changsheng knew that there were indeed many hunters in the boundless world. These existences did not have their own orthodoxy and specialized in hunting powerful existences to turn them into their own strength.

The black-robed figure in the bronze mask emitted a very cold aura, which reminded Jiang Changsheng of the Yellow Spring. The Yellow Spring in Hell also had such an aura.

The other party had appeared for a period of time, but they did not act rashly. No one knew what they were observing.