Paradise of Demonic Gods
“Obtaining the topmost degree of talent in sword arts in the world requires giving up 72 years of lifespan, which leaves you with only five more years of your life. At the same time, you will never be able to feel love, kinship, and friendship, and you’ll end up leading a lonely life until your death, unable to procreate, or to have any descendants. “From now onwards, everything related to happiness in the human world shall no longer be of your concern. Are you willing to accept this?” “Hahahaha, I’m already alone bereft of all support, my hopes dashed to pieces, shouldering only absolutely irreconcilable grudge and hatred, why would I disagree? Why would I not want it? I couldn’t ask for anything better!!” His sword sweeps across the Divine Continent for seven days and nights, moving 90,000 miles through the starry skies, unhindered. He slays saints and buddhas in Heaven, slaughters demons and devils in Hell, sweeping away all the grievances in his heart!
Something Is Brewing
Translator: Yukidaruma Translations Editor: Yukidaruma Translations
Yan Feibai was not the only one who felt the attention that was placed on him like star light shining down. Fang Xingjian had also sensed it.
The pitch-back shadow that Fang Xingjian had turned into raised his head fiercely. He seemed to see through endless space-time and meet the gazes of the extremely majestic and mighty existences.
"Who is that?"
There was no reply and no sound. The nothingness, that Fang Xingjian had turned into, seethed. Then he felt that his power was starting to deteriorate. The nothingness from the surrounding shattered space had once again returned to a state of vacuum.
HIs martial will shot back from over one million to about 10,000. Then it went out of the Divine level range and out of the second transition range. He returned to the condition of an ordinary mortal.