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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!”

Let me laugh · Eastern
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791 Chs

Impossible, Impossible!

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

When the dark clouds covered the capital, all the citizens and martial artists looked up in confusion. Why did the sky suddenly change?

Yu Yanyi, who was training, looked up and revealed an excited expression.

It was time to see the Dao Ancestor take action again!

She wondered how powerful the current Dao Ancestor was.

The entire capital fell into darkness. An indescribable pressure enveloped the land, causing everyone's hearts to feel heavy.

"Dao Ancestor, why aren't you coming up? Don't tell me you have to force me to destroy the capital before you are willing to appear?"

An indifferent old voice sounded and echoed between heaven and earth.

Jiang Changsheng could not help but laugh. He was quite talkative.

He immediately stepped into the air and condensed a cloud under his feet. He rode the cloud and flew out of the fog on the mountain towards the dark clouds in the sky.