Like a golden shooting star, Ding Wuming, rank forty-nine Body Synthesis Realm ultimate immortal from Golden Feather Sect, known for his signature slanted eyebrows and red dot in the centre of his head, made a flashy entrance … Read more
7th October – one day before the mystic immortals competition.
“He’ll be all right. He’s been giving it his best while you were gone,” assured tenderly Leng Bingxue, noticing how much Ku Mu fidgeted was as … Read more
Ascension Realm cultivators coveted practical domain abilities for combat, such as a flying restriction, as opposed to flashy raining flower petals or something for good reason. Since they were aware that there was a limit to how much … Read more
“You didn’t tell him the consequences?” Xiaoshuai inquired.
Ku Mu shook his head. “I didn’t think he’d attempt a task so big. It’s going to be too late to tell him if I don’t stop him … Read more
Mu Yu tirelessly trained in Primordial Yin Yang, paying no attention to how much time had passed as he was on the cusp of ascending to Apotheosis Realm. “To ascend, you need to get a grasp on nature’s … Read more
Ku Mu left Mu Yu alone to cultivate and left Revealing Cauldron to check on Archfiend Baiyuan, whom he sheltered in a closed-off teleportation formation that nobody besides Ku Mu could detect. Though Archfiend Baiyuan’s wounds had closed, … Read more
Xiaoshuai started playing around with Dabai, Dahei, Xiaobai and Xiaohei again, breaking the silence and livening up Mu Yu with his laughter.
“Uncle Yundan know you’re up?” Mu Yu changed the topic, though he remained lying.
“Not yet,” Ku … Read more
“I wanted to give you another chance to live for yourself,” Mu Yu conveyed in a raspy voice.
“… Everyone has their own way of living,” responded Ku Mu.
“And your way is to sacrifice yourself for others over … Read more
“When?” Mu Yu queried.
“Three days ago,” answered Ku Mu, aware of what Mu Yu was referring to.
“How.”
“Primordial Yin Yang healed my soul.”
“They can do that? What the heck was I running around for, then? Now … Read more
“Dad?” Mu Yu opened his eyes and turned to the direction of the voice.
He was only an apparition, yet his presence was akin to a blanket on a cold night for Mu Yu. With a controlled twirl … Read more