The Burning Scroll holds the essence of the titan Ash-Kazaf, enslaved by dwarves of this establishment...

Alucard lived a life Worse than rats on earth as a Blacklisted prisoner in Deep Sea prison which was created solely for the most hated prisoners on earth, After he was 29 years old he was already on the most wanted list of the world global government which rules the whole earth now 2030, A lucky encounter with a strange fish turns his life upside down, A bloody criminal, A monster in human skin finds himself killing for a mere fish against those who reclaim themselves immortals, Dies and Little fishy Saves his poor ass, as it brings his poor soul into reincarnation.


This story doesn't tell about reincarnation into the past or the future or some sh1t it the same timeline but with different space and universe, different techniques as well as different methods, A whole new world for you to discover.

Once called Dracula of Deepsea is now known as the greatest sage, Alucard finds his true goal in life. and its exactly to KILL and KILL, To DESTROY and DESTROY!!!.


Nothing is required but your comments, Have a good read.

What a nasty world, Filled with blood and shit! How come we all live like this, Do you think you are feeling hungry? I promise you won't feel hungry after you watch a five years old kid being slaughtered like a chicken, I dare you to feel sad, After all, you are not any better than the little boy being killed for a reason he himself doesn't know.


Do you think you are rich? Haha, you almost made me tear man.


Let me show you what you don't want to see. Let me explain things in a rightful way.


Everything is a lie within a lie, Love?! Haha, don't compare yourself to a luxury car!



What are we? What are they? Take my hand, embrace darkness as I show you the deeply hidden reality of this world.




A story about a man called Emar, Who lost his parent as well as his goal to live, no work no money, left with nothing but a cheap PC with a bad internet connection, Hahaha sorry that was me...Our story is about The real dark side of this world...



The update will be as long as I write a chapter, won't be slow but won't is fast either. you don't need to vote or comment, Just do whatever you think is to your liking.

Scroll was once mentioned to have gained her ability because she always sought knowledge by reading. But what if there was also something else that could have influenced her abilities?
This is a short fan fiction of a short piece of Scroll's past when she was young and had met a man who had also loved books.

Maybe it was the cheerful atmosphere in the air, or maybe it was all the chaos drink that she had consumed throughout the night, but something inside of Scroll made her want to speak up and tell a story. 
“I’ll go next,’ Scroll spoke up after the previous story. Everyone looked at Scroll expectantly. Out of everyone here, Scroll should have the most memory to remember all her encounters and all the things she has read. Surely her story would be everything but boring.
And slowly, Scroll began to recite her story.

In participation of the RTW fan fiction contest. I was one of those kids that received participation awards because I didn't excel in anything.

The shadowed images left the inhabitants of the geno universe in a state of awe as they cycled through elite after elite. Then, they became dust across the scroll. And when all was said and done, nothing remained of them.
The names disappeared from the lists, leaving only empty brackets. All the names from a century ago were gone, including the names of the number one King, number one Duke, and number one Marquise. All that remained were the empty ranks now.
Boom!
All the lists cracked, breaking apart to reveal an image that seemed to tear its way through space itself. A picture was forming; one that showcased a mountain, water, stars, suns, and moons. There were seas and clouds, deserts and green fields.
This sweeping canvas had expanded across the whole sky. It cycled through the images, focusing on each one in turn. The images flashed by quickly enough to make an observer dizzy.
Countless stars began to fall from the painting. To Han Sen's surprise, one of the stars fell directly before his feet. When the glow diminished, he saw that a plain white sheet of paper had landed by his feet.
Han Sen glanced around at the others that were nearby. Every person around him had received a similar piece of paper, and many were already writing down their name and race. Some of the more primal creatures that lacked the ability to write would simply press their paws and claws down on the parchment to register.
But whether you wrote down your name or pressed your hand against the paper, the papers soon regained their glow and flew back into the sky, returning to the bronze scroll.
Across countless systems, many of those same star-like lights were racing off into space like an inverse meteor shower. They were all headed for the same bronze scroll.
Han Sen glanced at the paper in front of him and started to turn away. But suddenly, he felt himself compelled to write down his name as Dollar and list his race as human. As soon as Han finished writing and lifted his fingers off the paper, the registration sheet flew up into the sky and into the scroll.
"Well, if that god wants to look for a human, I will let him look. If he makes a move, then we will all be able to see what he tries." Han Sen's mind drifted back to the conversation he had with God's Retribution.
While Han Sen was still mulling all of this over, his paper landed on the scroll with a strange light.
Han Sen felt his body twist and distort in a familiar fashion; it reminded him of how it felt to use a teleporter. When the process was over, and his footing was stable again, he found himself standing in the middle of a grassy field.
"It looks like I'm inside the Geno Being Scroll." Han Sen looked around. He landed in the precise spot his sheet of paper did.
Han Sen continued looking around until he saw a giant monster rushing towards him. It was a Marquise xenogeneic.
The dinosaur-like monster came rumbling forward, but Han Sen did not move. When the monster was in front of him, he just put his hand out and touched the horn protruding from the beast's nose.
Boom!
The monster stopped like it had hit a wall.
Han Sen then punched the monster, sending it flying. The monster's body tore a trench into the ground as it skidded backwards, and it heaved up blood while it squirmed around. It quickly submitted to death.
"Xenogeneic Marquise hunted. Black Steel Beast: xenogeneic gene found."
"It died that easily?" Han Sen was shocked.
When his Jadeskin leveled up to Marquise, Han Sen's body and power became far stronger. It helped a whole lot more than the elevation of his Blood Pulse Sutra did.
Many Marquises saw this take place, and when they did, their faces changed. They quickly summoned their white papers and tore them up. Their bodies all twisted and vanished as they departed the Geno Being Scroll.
Han Sen summoned his own paper, looking down at his signature. Now he knew that if he destroyed the paper, he'd lose and be sent out of the scroll. Han Sen would never concede, of course. He commanded the paper to fly, and it hovered next to him like a fairy.
People could see the name Dollar and the race human. And Han Sen could also see the other Marquises displaying their own papers in a similar fashion.
No matter how hard or dirty a fight became, a paper couldn't be affected by anyone other than its owner. Only the owner could decide whether or not they wanted to abandon the scroll.
Han Sen was walking on a grassy plain. He had heard that when contestants first entered the Geno Being Scroll, a bloodbath would ensue. The ten thousand left alive would appear on the list, and then a harder fight would follow to determine final ranking.
In the first fight, staying alive and in the scroll were the only things that mattered. If he lasted until there were only ten thousand people left, he'd succeed.
Because different races had different powers, some of them were choosing to hide themselves. Han Sen did not plan on hiding, though. He wanted every creature and god to know there was a human named Dollar in the geno universe.
A Dragon with wings and dragon horns walked toward Han Sen. He looked at Han Sen's paper and smiled.
"Human? Never heard of it."
"Dragon?" Han Sen asked the Dragon.
"Dragon Thirty-Nine. You are unlucky to encounter me," Dragon Thirty-Nine said, raising his head. His masculine body was pumped full of hormones.
Not everyone joined the Geno Being Scroll fight, of course. Not many Dragons had decided to participate this time around. Dragon Nineteen and Dragon Nine were the only other Dragons who had decided to join.
Many Dragon elders were watching this fight, though.
Dragon Nineteen and Dragon Nine had come with Dragon Thirty-Nine, because Dragon Thirty-Nine was the weakest Dragon to participate in the Geno Being Scroll. Although he was the weakest of the Marquise Dragons, to an outsider, any pure Dragon was obscenely strong. He was only weak compared to the other pure Dragons.
"What is a human? I have never heard of it. Kill him quick and do not waste time." Dragon Nine smiled.
Dragon Thirty-Nine seemed to hear what he said, and so he roared. Then, he threw a punch at Han Sen. A presence surged before his fist like a raging dragon.
Han Sen did not dodge, though. He just threw a punch to meet Dragon Thirty-Nine's. He only used pure, plain strength, though. He didn't even bother summoning a godlight.
"Ha! You're trying to fight a Dragon with pure power? This human might be cute, but he is also naive..." Before Dragon Nine finished speaking, his face went blank.


In the magnificent interstellar era, mankind has finally developed teleport technology, but when trying to teleport, they are not sent to the future, the past, or any land known to men...

This mysterious space is called God’s Sanctuary, where lived numerous unknown creatures. Here, humans will make the greatest leap in their evolution to create the most glorious epoch in history.

"Sacred-blood creature black beetle killed. Beast soul of sacred-blood black beetle gained. Eat the meat of sacred-blood black beetle to gain 0 to 10 geno points randomly."

He sat on his bed, musing over what to tell grandfather. Withertomb wasn't the culprit. He had lost his family and clients just like them. But was it possible he could be the culprit and had tricked Ben? Ben thought over what the man said and how he acted. No. It wasn't possible. There had to be someone else.

 The boy listened to the house creak with the wind. Not a sound came from any spirit or from Mely's wanderings. Their disappearances made the hill too quiet and less comfortable. He wanted to hear the creaking of the floorboards when Mely wandered from room to room with an ancient duster. He wanted to hear the howls and wails of spirits mixed with the winds.

 The floorboard groaned as Ben got to his feet. He couldn't sleep nor lay and wait for grandfather to tell him who to go to next. Every second that passed was another second the spirits were in danger.
 He walked across his room and put on his suit, pulling the suit jacket over his shoulders. The knife prodded his ribs, reminding him of how he left the hill. Ben wondered if the horse could take him directly to the spirits if he asked. He hadn't known the location of Withertomb, but when he asked for being sent to him, he was sent right to the necromancer.

 Ben stepped out of his room, wincing at the sound of the door's hinges squeaking behind him. His eyes darted down the hall to grandfather's room. Thankfully grandfather was a deep sleeper.
 Down the stairs he went and into grandfather's study. Ben flicked on the lights and watched several lamps flare to light. The golden lights shot long shadows onto the bookshelves and across the cluttered floor.

 A couple scrolls and loose pages crunched beneath Ben's feet as he tiptoed across the study. He came to the desk and picked up the contract for the horse. All he needed to do was summon them and call out a spirit's name. Then he'd be taken right to the ghosts! Grandfather was a fool for not thinking of this earlier.

Ben unsheathed the dirk and gingerly sliced his wrist. He watched his blood drip onto the contract and quickly put the dirk and contract away while darkness surrounded him.
The skeletal horse appeared in the shadows, shaking its long spiny neck and stomping its hooves. Ben mused over what name to give the horse. Perhaps one of his family members would be best. Or one of the hill's residents. Ben was about to say one of the spirit's names when he thought of the creature whose presence he missed the most.

"Take me to Mely Nesir."

The horse jerked its head to the side and stomped its hooves. Ben carefully walked towards the creature, but it kept stomping about, making it impossible to mount.

Stepping back, Ben crossed his arms and asked, "So what? You can't take me to her?"

The horse stopped stomping and looked at him, or at least pointed its skull towards him. The creature's beak moved and teeth chattered, and it released an irritated whinny.

"Alright, another name then," Ben muttered. He weaved his hand through his red hair and looked about the darkness while thinking of another ghost. "Then Penelope Johnson."

The skeletal horse shook its head.

Ben frowned. "You can't take me to either of them?"

The horse stomped its hooves and snorted. It then turned around, and Ben wondered if it would leave him. Suddenly, two hooves smacked him in the chest.

Ben gasped and fell back. He fell out of the darkness, hitting his head against a bookshelf. The shelves rattled and a couple scrolls and books toppled onto Ben. He groaned and pulled out the contract. The blood on the paper had already faded, telling him the summons had ended.
He tossed the scroll aside and rubbed his forehead. So the horse couldn't take him to the ghosts or Mely. Now Ben felt like the fool, knowing his plan had failed. Grandfather had probably already known it wouldn't work.

He stuffed the summoning scroll back in his pocket and began shoving the other scrolls off himself. An image then caught his attention, and Ben picked the scroll up. It was summoning scroll, except it only had a large circle with several rings and symbols inside.

Ben's eyes widened. He moved on his knees and opened up the scroll before dropping the other fallen books on its corners to keep it open. He struggled to read it the words written along the circle, but he knew what the summoning scroll was for. It was risky, but if he could use this, he could find the ghosts or at least discover he stole them.

Ben glanced at the lopsided study door and back at the scroll. If grandfather saw him using this scroll he would get in deeper trouble. He then looked past his leg at the red rug. Grandfather would not come into the crypt. He could go there and be free from disturbances.

Quickly, Ben gathered several candles, the lantern, and a lighter. He shoved the rug aside just enough to get to the silver door and lifted the door up. Ben carefully moved onto the ladder and lowered the trapdoor over him, making sure that the rug would drop back over the trap door in case grandfather came into the study looking for him. Hopefully he would see the missing summoning scroll for the horse and suspect Ben to have gone off somewhere else rather than underground.
The boy slid down the ladder, dropping onto the cold ground. The air still smelled like death, but something was different about it. The air itself felt cold and emptier than usual, losing the comfortable, spooky presence sleeping spirits usually gave off.

He lit the lantern and walked down the crypt until he came to the empty casket. Then Ben rolled out the summoning scroll and placed the candles around it. He stared at the scroll, reading over the words in the circles. It took several attempts before Ben finally figured out the scroll's details.
Feeling ready, the boy lit the candles. Each flame flared a bright orange and cast dancing shadows upon the page, distorting the words and symbols. Inhaling deeply, Ben recited the words along the scroll. His eyes remained on the scroll, but when he finished, they flitted towards the flames. The fires were still golden, waving with the drafts in the crypt, but nothing more.

Several minutes passed before Ben tried again. Yet once again, the summoning failed.
Ben groaned and sank onto his knees. Of course the spirit would not come. Not when he had nothing to offer. The cut on his and was still fresh, and Ben supposed he could tempt it with blood. But, this sort of spirit would want something no necromancer could give.

Ben's eyes then dropped to the lantern. The glass had mended itself, and it looked as good as new. The flame inside was a bright gold and lit up the room. Ben looked back at the scroll and bit his lip. A will O wisp's lantern was no common thing. Possibly as uncommon as a necromancer's soul.
He picked up the lantern and placed it in the center of the ring. Again, Ben chanted the words. When the last syllable came off his tongue, the air in the room dropped.

Frost etched along the stone casket, freezing the scroll to the stone and continuing onwards. Ben watched his breath curl up like a ghost. He shivered once and grabbed his arms before dropping his eyes back to the page.

The flames in the small candles flared away from the contract and turned black, casting a strange light over the casket. The lantern's light turned blue and grew tremendously, licking the lantern's cap.

Ben sucked in a tight breath as a pale fog drifted about the room. A ghastly figure formed above the scroll, slowly twisting into the form of a human. He stopped his transformation at the torso, allowing the remainder of his body to drift about in a fog, contained by the scroll.
The spirit's eyes dropped on Ben. They were dark and heavy. His hair stayed close to his face, and his form remained relatively rigid. "It's been a long time, Earnest," the spirit hissed with a voice that came from everywhere.

Ben grimaced. "I am not Earnest."
"Oh?" the spirit blinked and rubbed his chin. "I suppose not. Is he dead?"
"No."

"A shame," the spirit said. His eyes then dropped to the summoning scroll, and he stooped down to read it. "So he made it for your whole family."

"Yes," Ben said, eyes narrowed. He didn't want to answer the spirit's questions. The spirit needed to answer his questions. "I have questions for you," Ben said.

The spirit's eyes lifted, and he tilted his head. "What sort of questions?"

Ben's eyes narrowed further. "You will answer all of my questions truthfully in exchange for the lantern. I will not negotiate with you."

The spirit looked down at the lantern sitting atop the scroll and tapped it. "A Will O' Wisp's lantern." He then shook his head and folded his arms. "It's not good enough. It won't help me get out of where I'm at. I want your soul."

"The lantern is all I am offering, Jack," Ben growled.

"I see," Jack said. He stretched his arms. "It's been awhile since I've been summoned by the Stones. Allow me to make a deal."

"I'm the one making the deal," Ben said.

To this, the spirit shook his finger. "No can do." He dropped his hand to a line on the scroll. "You have to make an agreement we both find acceptable. So, I want your soul. Nothing else… and that pitiful lantern."

Ben groaned. If only it weren't for his family's stupid rules this wouldn't be a problem. If he were like a Withertomb he could just curse the spirit and force him to answer him. He ignored Jack's ridiculous offer and said, "Tell me where the hill's spirits are."

"The hill's spirits? They should be floating around up there," Jack said, pointing at the crypt's ceiling.
 "They're gone. Bodies and all," Ben muttered sourly.

 "Oh really?" Jack said, smirking. "What a shame."

 "Tell me where they are."

 "No. Give me your soul."

 "No."

 The two glared at each other for several minutes. Jack then drifted about, and after awhile, settled for prodding at the lantern. Ben kept his arms crossed and waited, hoping grandfather would not notice his absence. If the old man came down here and found Ben had summoned Jack, Ben would have more to worry about than losing his soul.

 "Alright alright… If you help me get out of where I'm at, I'll help you," Jack said.
 "What do you mean?" Ben asked.

 "You aren't the only necromancer who can summon me. Destroy my contract with the other guy, and you can have your questions answered."

 Ben mused over Jack's suggestion. He could try and summon another spirit, but Jack was a well known spirit in the necromancing community. Of all spirits other than the ones lost, he'd know what happened and why.

 The boy nodded. "Alright, who else has a contract with you?"

 Jack sneered. "Erwys Ellandor."

As an apprentice necromancer and grave keeper, Benjamin Stone has one job: take care of the hill's graveyard. But after a mistake, both bodies and spirits vanish from their graves. Ben leaves the hill for the first time in his life to retrieve the dead, however he is woefully unprepared.

Wang Lin lied to Li Muwan.

He couldn’t think of a way to protect Li Muwan and also make sure Zhou Ru’s soul remained intact.

If he were to pull out Zhou Ru’s soul in advance, the death aura created at that moment would be very harmful to Li Muwan’s Nascent Soul. Even if her Nascent Soul could withstand it, it would be seriously injured and would most likely shatter soon after.

This was still secondary though; the moment Zhou Ru’s soul is removed, the heavens’ messenger will descend. Without Zhou Ru’s soul to mask Li Muwan’s Nascent Soul, Li Muwan will be exposed before the heavens.

At that moment, Li Muwan’s Nascent Soul won’t be fully recovered, so the heavens’ law will still affect her greatly.

The original plan wasn’t like this. Li Muwan’s Nascent Soul was supposed to fuse with the baby’s flesh. Doing this would make it so that her soul would belong to the baby, allowing her to effectively dodge the heavens’ law.

But right now everything had changed. Aside from Li Muwan devouring Zhou Ru’s soul, nothing else could resolve this change.

This answer was the dead end Wang Lin had reached after four years of struggling.

There was no doubt in his heart when he thought about who was more important. He had already decided to sacrifice Zhou Ru to allow Li Muwan to awaken.

This choice was very cruel and was very painful for Wang Lin as well. However, Wang Lin was an old monster who had cultivated for 500 years. After four years of struggling, his heart was as hard as steel.

Wang Lin looked at Zhou Ru, who was silently pondering on a rock in the distance, and thought to himself, “Zhou Ru, I will not forget this kindness. I’ll make sure your family lives in prosperity for ten generations. They will rule over Chu…”

As if she had heard Wang Lin, her body trembled as she turned toward him. Tears appeared at the corners of her eyes, but there was a big smile on her face.

These last two years slowly went by day by day. The day at which the heavens’ messenger will arrive was getting closer.

After arriving at the moon, Wang Lin had never gone back to Suzaku, so he naturally didn’t know about the big changes that were taking place in the country of Suzaku.

The current country of Suzaku could be said to be covered in the flames of war.

The Forsaken Immortal Clan had moved out with four nine-leaf shamans, which were equal in power to Ascendant cultivators, and began a back and forth war with the country of Suzaku.

At the same time, one shocking piece of news after another echoed across planet Suzaku. Most of the news contained the word “betrayal.”

Various figureheads of cultivation countries and ancestors of sects betrayed the country of Suzaku.

Due to many of these betrayals at key points of battles, the country of Suzaku was forced to retreat many times.

Now a rumor was spreading across planet Suzaku.

Countless years ago, the Forsaken Immortal Clan came up with a technique. By sacrificing a large number of clan members, they could turn a clan member into a cultivator.

In these countless years, the Forsaken Immortal Clan converted nine different people. Because they didn’t have the bodies of Forsaken Immortal Clan members, they weren’t restricted by the seal, so they went out and joined various sects.

This was the strongest card the Forsaken Immortal Clan had for this war.

The moon was currently countless times quieter than planet Suzaku. There were only three more months until the fated day.

Zhou Ru hadn’t spoken for an entire year. The time she spent sleeping had increased greatly. Now she was sleeping for a majority of the day.

Little White still stayed by her side. The sadness in his eyes deepened more each day.

As for Little Violent, he didn’t understand anything, so he just lied on the ground and looked at Zhou Ru and Little White in confusion.

Wang Lin’s divine sense was always locked onto Zhou Ru to keep an eye on Li Muwan’s Nascent Soul. He also kept his body at peak condition so he could deal with the heavens’ messenger at any moment.

The original body was doing the same deep in the molten core of the moon. He couldn’t allow himself to lose this battle against the heavens’ messenger.

While Zhou Ru was sleeping, she would sometimes sleep talk. She would still say, “Uncle, I’m scared!” but these words became less and less frequent.

Most of the time she was muttering something too jumbled to make out. Whenever she spoke like this, tears would come out of her eyes.

The 19-year-old Zhou Ru had grown up. Although she wasn’t an exquisite beauty, she had a sense of innocence and purity.

Zhou Ru spent the whole final month sleeping.

She didn’t wake up even once this month. Li Muwan’s Nascent soul had begun to devour her.

Little White and Little Violet had been sealed away by Wang Lin to prevent them from messing with Li Muwan’s awakening. He was currently beside Zhou Ru. His heart felt pain as he looked at the little girl.

“Uncle, who are you?”

“Uncle, thank you for saving me…”

“Uncle, you promised to catch me a big tiger…”

“Uncle, I’m scared. Can you take away the little person inside me…”

His memories of Zhou Ru flashed across his mind. After a while, Wang Lin let out a long sigh.

Time slowly passed by and the last month slowly came to its end.

The final day had finally arrived. Wang Lin could feel Li Muwan’s Nascent Soul awaken. She was currently devouring Zhou Ru’s soul.

Grey clouds suddenly appeared in the sky above the moon. The moment they appeared, they began to gather.

Inside the clouds, a pair of eyes appeared. Wang Lin was very familiar with this pair of eyes.

The heavens’ messenger from 19 years ago descended once more.

That gaze swept past Wang Lin and landed on Zhou Ru. The pair of eyes glowed as a giant hand reached out toward her.

Wang Lin’s eyes lit up. Without any hesitation, he jumped into the air and pointed at the giant hand.

At this moment, the life and death scroll appeared in the sky. Wang Lin shouted, “Scram!”

Thick strands of grey gas came out of the life and death scroll and gathered before Wang Lin. The giant hand from the heavens’ messenger arrived and collided with the grey gas.

Boom!

An earth-shattering sound echoed across the area as the grey gas from the life and death scroll was pushed apart and the giant hand bounced back.

Wang Lin’s eyes became cold. After sending out a message with his mind, the ground began to crack open. His original body charged out of the ground, went after the giant hand, and punched it hard!

Boom!

Another earth-shattering sound echoed across the area. The sky split open and the earth shattered. The retreating hand was completely shattered by the original body’s punch.

Wang Lin’s eyes were like lightning. He said, in a deep voice, “This time you still won’t be able to take away Li Muwan’s soul!”

The pair of eyes in the clouds didn’t change at all, but this time two hands suddenly came down from the sky. There was red lightning crackling and popping all over the two hands.

Wang Lin’s eyes became serious. This time the heaven’s messenger seemed to be prepared.

The two giant hands quickly arrived. One reached toward Wang Lin and the other toward his original body.

The original body let out a roar and immediately grew into a giant more than 100 feet tall. The three purple stars on its forehead began to rapidly spin as it threw out a punch.

Bang!

A powerful shockwave quickly spread out in the air. The original body was knocked back with red light all over its body. It then smashed into a mountain, causing the entire mountain to turn to dust.

That giant arm was bounced back once more, but this time it didn’t shatter.

As for Wang Lin, when the arm came, his hand formed a seal and pointed at the giant hand. The life and death scroll in the sky suddenly closed and moved before him to block for him.

The giant hand grabbed the scroll. It paused for a moment and then was about to withdraw with the scroll.

Wang Lin’s eyes were bloodshot as he shouted, “Shake!”

The life and death scroll shook and a large amount of grey gas came out of it. Sizzling sounds came from the hand along with white gas. In the end, the giant hand had to let go of the scroll and withdraw.

The pair of eyes ruthlessly looked at Zhou Ru, who was currently behind Wang Lin. The pair of giant hands ripped apart the clouds, revealing a giant face.

This face looked extremely normal, but the moment one saw it, they would feel respect for it. This face represented the might of the heavens.

He coldly stared at Wang Lin and opened his mouth. A strand of grey light suddenly flew out of his mouth and formed a wheel. The moment this wheel appeared, the sky changed colors and the earth shook.

Countless cracks began to spread with Wang Lin as the center and in the blink of an eye the land within 5,000 kilometers began to crack open.

Countless spatial rifts appeared in the sky. These spatial rifts linked together, making it look as if the sky was going to fall.

Wang Lin’s expression was gloomy. With only a thought, his original body arrived and fused with him. The real Wang Lin appeared!

The giant face didn’t even look at Wang Lin. He moved his large hand toward the wheel and touched it. A mysterious sound came from the wheel and then the entire area seemed to be surrounded by a powerful force.

Wang Lin’s expression changed. He was familiar with this power; it was the power of the reincarnation cycle.

Just as his body was about to move, all of the surrounding reincarnation cycle power gathered and descended upon Wang Lin.

At this moment, the power of the reincarnation cycle seemed to form a prison and Wang Lin was trapped inside.

He wasn’t able to move his body even one inch; he couldn’t even raise a single finger.

After the giant hand finished messing with the wheel, it descended like lightning. Its target was Zhou Ru.

Wang Lin wasn’t able to move his body at all, but his heart screamed, “NO!!!”

He had worked hard for 19 years just for this moment, but now he could only watch as the giant hand was about to take Li Muwan’s Nascent Soul away.


Wang Lin is a very smart boy with loving parents. Although him and his parents are shunned by the rest of their relatives, his parents always held high hopes that he will one day become someone great. One day, Wang Lin suddenly gained the chance to walk the path of an immortal, but found that he only had mediocre talent at best. Watch Wang Lin as he breaks through his lack of talent and walks the path towards becoming a real immortal!

Fract expected something akin to the whiteness of a hospital bed, or the bright light of an LED, but what he got was grass. A lot of it, in fact. His mind sputtered out a thought about how green and lush it looked compared to the familiar yellow of his dried out lawn. After a second of self-collection, he realized an important, vital fact: [Why am in a forest, alive?]

The last thing that he remembered before he woke up in the middle of nowhere was the glow of twin headlights and a lot of pain. It wasn't even a truck that hit him: just an old car from the 1980s. A wasted potential joke.

Fract got up, firstly. Probably wasn't a good idea to continue lying in the dirt. Based on his lack of wounds and the absence of a hospital, he probably died. Though, to be sure, he didn't think the afterlife would look so mediocre. No heaven or hell, or even the trope of reincarnation. Just trees. A forest. At least it wasn't the middle of a desert or something. 

Step 2, find some semblance of civilization. He already felt a little thirsty, so basic human needs still applied wherever he was. So he walked for about 13 minutes in as straight a line as possible, reaching the edge of the forest. A quick scan of the area revealed 3 key points: A. Fract was standing on a cliff, a good vantage point. B. There was a town in the distance (thankfully small enough that it probably wouldn't have IDs). C. A crowd of people were outside, observing some citizens fighting. And unless his trip gave him hallucinations, that was definitely magic. 

Little fireballs sprang into existence and chased a pair of goblins across the field, as a thin ice wall blocked their path. Step 2: Complete. Step 3: Figure out how to survive. After another 20 minutes, he arrived, blending into the large group. He turned to a nearby bystander on the fringe of the crowd. 
"What's happening? Why's there so many people watching?"
The man he asked looked at him like he was an idiot.
"Don't you remember? The magic demonstration was scheduled to be today. It's not everyday you get to see someone using magic as good as this."
Odd. He felt like he'd been reincarnated, but he could still remember his past life. And if this was reincarnation, why wasn't he reborn as a child? And what's more, the guy before him spoke English. He waved that off for now, intent on getting as much info from the bystander as possible.
"Sorry, I'm a little lost right now: I'm a wanderer. I had a traveling pack with me, but someone stole it while I was asleep, so I've just been searching for a place to get back on my feet."
"Oh is that it? Well, if you haven't already, you should sign up to be an adventurer at the guild office in the town square. They give adventurers a starter pack with basic supplies and grade your potential."

It wasn't like he had a choice anyways.
The guards who were supposed to bar intruders were watching the demonstration too, so slipping through the gate was easy. A long, wide street led straight to the middle, where the office stood quietly. A wooden sign hung down from the front, inscribed with the words "Freelancer Guild".

Inside, a reclining receptionist quickly sat up before addressing him.
"Hello sir, is there anything I can do for you today?"
"I'm here to sign up to be an adventurer."
"You mean freelancer?"
"...yes."
The receptionist retrieved an orb, probably for measuring magic. However, instead of sitting on a cushion like Fract thought it would, it hovered an inch off the table. Passing a hand under it didn't affect it.
"Newcomers are always amazed by the Orb™ but if you have an aptitude for magic you might be able to learn it later on. Just place both hands on the orb and I'll handle the rest."
As he touched the orb, it lit up, bathing the room in a soft multi-colored light.
"What does that mean?"
"The light means you have an aptitude for magic. The colors mean you probably have some sort of innate attribute..."
"What's that? Do I get a special power?"
"Kind of. Sometimes it's a power, or a skill, or a passive ability. Some common ones are improved casting with certain elements, but I'm not quite sure what yours is... people with magic are reasonably rare though, so I hope you'll consider taking contracts from us in the future. Anyway, let me just get you your starter pack..."
Reaching behind the desk, the receptionist grasped one of the prepared hiking packs, handing it to Fract.
"Inside should be basic provisions, a knife, flint and steel, some rope, and a steel container for water. And since you can be a mage, please pick a few scrolls from here."
A secret door opened, as a dusty cabinet with many scrolls piled on the shelves extended forth.
"But... how do I use scrolls?"
"You just read them in their entirety. Afterwards, the information is sealed in your mind and the scroll turns to dust. No waste to deal with, and easy to use."
He grabbed some scrolls, scattering them across the front desk. A fireball scroll, an icicle lance scroll, scroll of body hardening, scroll of lightning, and many others. Most were run of the mill, except for three: a Create Golem scroll, a Mana Crystal scroll, and a scroll of Mana Ball.
"I get the other scrolls, but what do these do?"
"The first scroll lets you make Golems: they're humanoids made out of stone or clay and sometimes iron. They can perform basic actions and fight, but they need a Mana Crystal to work. You can get them sometimes from monsters, but it's still better to make them yourself with the Mana Crystal Scroll. They are temporary though, take days to make, and when they run out you have to invest more mana in it. The Mana Ball scroll creates Mana Balls, which are really easy to cast, but use a bit more mana than normal. These 3 scrolls aren't very popular because of their big drawbacks though..."
Unfortunately for Fract, he never really played RPGs and picked them regardless.
"Have a nice day sir, come back again when you're ready to pick up your first contract!"
He walked out the door wearing his backpack and clutching his scrolls, a little overwhelmed.

"Well, I won't die, at least."

Reincarnation isn't perfect. Sometimes, some people just slip through the cracks.

Fract woke up with a start. His first thought: I'm alive! The second: Where the hell am I?
He pondered this question for a second, observing his surroundings. He could see fire surrounding a man's fist in the distance, a crowd of flying icicles, and worst of all, a medieval town in the distance, enclosed by a wall.
"Oh. So it's going to be one of those days..."

The Reincarnation Immortal was still spewing blood with a pale face.
He pointed his finger at Qingeng Li and said in horror, "I felt the presence of the Chaotic Spirit Fruit and a trace of the physique of chaos. If I'm right, you must have refined the Chaotic Spirit Fruit and cultivated yourself into a physique of chaos."
Qingfeng Li nodded and said, "You are smart. Unfortunately, today all of you shall die and none can escape from me."
Qingfeng Li looked at the Reincarnation Immortal and Five Elements Patriarch with intense killing intent in his eyes, not wanting to let the two of them go.
Glancing at the Five Elements Patriarch by his side, the Reincarnation Immortal said, "Today, either Qingfeng Li or the two of us will die here. We must launch our strongest attacks and fight out with him."
The Five Elements Patriarch nodded, knowing they had come to the life-and-death moment.
With the Maniac Sword Immortal, Yin Saber Immortal and Feather Immortal all dead, if they couldn't defeat Qingfeng Li, they would die too.
"Reincarnation Immortal Plate!" suppressing the pain in his wounds, the Reincarnation Immortal yelled and summoned a plate from his interspatial ring.
As big as a palm, the plate was engraved with 18 ancient black hell runes representing 18 levels of the Hell.
The runes contained ultimate Yin Energy of Hell, bringing shivers to people's souls.
The Reincarnation Immortal tossed the immortal plate into the sky and it grew swiftly both in size and strength until it was as big as a room.
18 levels of Hell appeared above the Reincarnation Immortal Plate and faint screams of fierce ghosts came from them; one could even see the countless fierce ghosts sealed in the Reincarnation Immortal Plate, which was a frightening sight.
Qingfeng Li felt that the Reincarnation Immortal Plate was a true immortal king-grade treasure.
The Five Elements Patriarch opened his mouth and spat out the five elements immortal core from his body.
This was an internal core he cultivated, and it contained great superpowers.
The core lived and died with the master.
Once he used the five elements internal core, it meant that he was determined to fight to the death with Qingfeng Li, probably killing each other at the same time.
For the first time, Qingfeng Li's expression turned grim, knowing that the Reincarnation Immortal and the Five Elements Patriarch were fighting with their lives.
Without reserve, Qingfeng Li activated the Devourer Bloodline in his body.
Above him, the black vortex formed by the Devourer Bloodline rotated continuously and swiftly, creating a huge black hole.
The black hole swallowed the sky and the earth, making the whole world dim and the stars and planets lose their radiance.
Time and space froze while the Long River of Time broke.
Even the surrounding Longevity Immortal Rocks cracked and would burst at any moment.
Reincarnation Immortal's pupils contracted, and he said, "Black vortex. I'm surprised that you have understood the universe black hole, one of the most powerful law of the Chaos Era of the Universe."
However, in the next moment, Reincarnation Immortal said coldly, "Qingfeng Li, only after you reach the level above the Immoral King Realm can you unleash the full power of the universe black hole. However, you are only at the pinnacle stage of Immortal Realm and thus your black hole is no match for my Reincarnation Immortal Plate. I'll kill you completely."
Five Elements Patriarch said, "Right. Qingfeng Li, today you'll die a pathetic death."
Qingfeng Li smiled slightly and said, "Do your worst. Today is your death date. Do you really think I have only Devourer Bloodline?"
Qingfeng Li activated the physique of chaos in his body and the chaos presence permeated in the air, giving his skin a charming luster.
Meanwhile, he emitted the forces of three lands which were Human Land, Demon Land and Devil Land, making him especially weird and powerful.
Then Qingfeng Li even channeled the Primitive Immortal Scroll in his body, forming primitive runes on his skin.
Those primitive runes represented the force of the chaos and the beginning of the world.
From the interior of Qingfeng Li's body came the voices of scroll chanting which was the automatic circulation of the Primitive Immortal Scroll, increasing Qingfeng Li's physical strength. Opposite to him, Reincarnation Immortal and Five Elements Patriarch also heard the chanting, which tore open their skin into a bloody mess.
Only the chanting had caused such great damages and it's unimaginable how powerful the immortal scroll would be when it launched its full force.
The more Reincarnation Immortal listened to the chanting, the more scared he was, as if he was facing an invincible almighty immortal emperor.
Five Elements Patriarch's deepened his frown and his face got paler while blood oozed out from seven orifices of his body. 
Five Elements Patriarch said in a low voice, "Reincarnation Immortal, I feel the mysterious chaotic energy released from the immortal scroll in this guy's body is a bit like the legendary Primitive Immortal Scroll." 
Reincarnation Immortal nodded and said, "I felt it, too. Is it possible that Qingfeng Li has acquired the Primitive Immortal Emperor's inheritance—the Primitive Immortal Scroll? The Primitive Immortal Emperor was the first great emperor in the great ancient times who had suppressed the whole universe and quenched the dark rebellions."
A trace of greedy heat and madness appeared in Five Elements Patriarch's eyes when he said, "Reincarnation Immortal, let's attack Qingfeng Li and kill him, so we can take the immortal scroll from him. Then we'll cultivate to immortal kings, and probably even immortal emperors and we will sweep across the world and then rule the universe after entering the Universe Immortal Realm."
Reincarnation's eyes also looked mad.
They had wanted to kill Qingfeng Li to get the Longevity Immortal Fruit and revenge their disciples.
And now they wanted to get the Primitive Immortal Scroll.
After all, it was the No.1 scroll since the beginning of the word, condensed with life's essence by Primitive Immortal Emperor who was the ultimate almighty master who had swept across the nine heavens and ten lands. This scroll possessed great super powers, great energy, great presence, and great might.
"Five Elements Internal Core, freeze time and space," Five Elements Patriarch yelled.
Maneuvering the immortal core he had spat out, Five Elements Patriarch released five elements force which froze the time and space around Qingfeng Li, immobilizing him.
On the other side, Reincarnation Immortal maneuvered the Reincarnation Immortal Plate, which emitted black force of the 18 levels of Hell, toward Qingfeng Li trying to push him into the Hell and boil him into blood water.
Qingfeng Li channeled the Primitive Immortal Scroll crazily and all his body emitted the primitive strength.
On the surface of his body, the ancient runes rotated faster and faster.
Crack! Crack…
The ancient runes forced back Five Elements Patriarch's time and space freezing technique and shattered the space around them.
Puchi!
Five Elements Patriarch opened his mouth and spat out a big mouthful of blood. Losing control of his internal core, he turned listless.
In the calmness in Qingfeng Li's eyes, there was a trace of madness, devilish arrogance and magnificent killing intent.
Qingfeng Li circulated primitive energy which was the most powerful energy in the chaos universe.


Qingfeng was known as the Wolf King, a legendary mercenary that had mastered peerless martial arts and the sophisticated art of medicine. He originally wanted to just live a peaceful life, but his arranged wife, who is a CEO, thinks he is a loser and wants a divorce. The cold war between husband and wife began.
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In the valley,
Lu Gui was sitting cross-legged on a big stone, recovering from his injuries.
Lu Gui, the name of an expert in Netherworld Devil Sect, was one of the seven old heads in the Netherworld Devil Sect.
The old head ranked higher than the other four hall masters in the Netherworld Devil Sect.
"This is all not worth the loss!" Lu Gui sighed while curing himself.
They had tried to kill Su Mo with great confidence but did not make it. Instead, seven of them were injured.
Su Mo had fully grown up. Even if the Sect Master did it himself, he might not have been able to kill Su Mo easily!
"I wonder what's going on with the others?" Lu Gui was lost in thought, preparing to communicate with the others.
Just then, ten thousands of miles away, a dazzling golden light appeared in the sky.
It disappeared just as quickly as it came.
"Hmm? What happened?" Lu Gui wondered in great surprise. Then he flew in the direction of the golden light.
Curiosity had gotten the better of him, and he merely wanted to find out what was happening in the mountains.
Lu Gui arrived at the place where the golden light had appeared in a split second.
He looked around but did not find anything out of the ordinary.
Then Lu Gui's Spiritual Consciousness emerged to search the area carefully.
Soon, he found a black tiger with a picture scroll in its mouth, running away in the distance.
"What is that picture scroll?" Lu Gui wondered. "Is it a treasure?"  
This was not a strange occurrence. There were many mountains and relics in the Firmament World. Some martial artists leave their belongings behind as treasure after death.
This black tiger was lucky to be able to find this picture scroll in the mountains.
Swoosh!
Lu Gui rushed toward the black tiger quickly without any hesitation, killing it in one martial move.
The picture scroll fell from the tiger's mouth to the ground after it died.
"What kind of treasure is this?" Lu Gui walked forward, picked up the picture scroll and sized it up.
It was an antique and simple picture scroll. The material was gray and white and was over half a meter long when unfolded.
On the picture scroll was a landscape painting with mountains, rivers and grass fields.
"A spatial treasure?" Lu Gui took a closer look and said. His eyes shone brightly at the realisation that the picture scroll was filled with a strong spatial power."Isn't this a spatial treasure?"
"Interesting!" Lu Gui said with a smile. "I managed to procure a spatial treasure just by curing wounds on a mountain. Lucky me!"
Just as Lu Gui was about to take a better look inside the picture scroll, a turn of events occurred.
The space in front of Lu Gui convulsed abruptly and a harsh light suddenly flashed from the picture scroll, stabbing at his chest.
"What?" Lu Gui's breath was instantly taken away because he had not sensed any danger when he picked up the picture scroll.
This cold light was unrivalled in stregnth and speed. What's more, it appeared so suddenly and was less than three meters away from him that he had no time to escape.
Puff!
With the sound of a sword piercing through flesh and blood, the cold light instantly stabbed at Lu Gui's chest. The raging Dark Force rushed into his body like sharp knives.
Ah!
With a shrill scream, Lu Gui threw the picture scroll away and retreated rapidly.
"Su Mo!" Lu Gui fixed his gaze on the figure of a young man who had appeared. It was Su Mo.
"You will definitely die!" Su Mo put away the Divine Map. He watched Lu Gui with a cold expression. He held the Billion Demonic Sword in his hands which shone with sanguine light.
Su Mo had chosen to use the Billion Demonic Sword in order to incur maximum damage on the expert.
Not only was the expert seriously injured from that hit, but the Billion Demonic Sword had also absorbed eighty percent of his blood essence.
Even the martial artist at Lv 8 Martial Royal Realm would be very weak upon losing eighty percent of his blood essence.
"I can't believe you still caught up!" Lu Gui's face paled. He did not expect Su Mo to attack him in that way.
Sword Qi crumbled his internal organs and a large number of meridians. It also sucked his internal blood essence.
While his attack did not kill the expert, it had still seriously wounded him, causing his strength drop to the freezing point.
"Go to the hell!" Su Mo could not be bothered to respond. He stepped forward and rushed at Lu Gui like an arrow with his Billion Demonic Sword drawn.
"Swoosh!"
Lu Gui was too scared to put up a fight against Su Mo. He soared up into the sky and fled quickly without hesitation.
Su Mo immediately chased him.
However, Lu Gui was severely injured and his meridians were damaged. He was slow and had nowhere to escape to.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
On Su Mo's command, his nine Natal Spiritual Swords flew out at Lu Gui. They immediately caught up with him and surrounded him.
"You have no other way out!" Su Mo said with a sneer.
"Damn it!" Lu Gui's face was livid, the desire to kill evident in his eyes. He planned to fight to the death since he could not escape.
"Kill!"
With a shout, Lu Gui made a sudden move and several ghoulish images of his body appeared.
Those phantoms were all malicious ghosts, with each of them more ferocious and gruesome than the other.
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
All the malicious ghosts pounced on Su Mo, causing gusts of evil winds with wild shrieks and howls.
"It's over!" Su Mo shook his head and swung his demonic sword. Those phantoms were immediately annihilated as the sword Qi flashed across the sky.
At the same time, Su Mo commanded the nine Natal Spiritual Swords with his mind, causing them to rush as Lu Gui, intending to kill him instantly.
However, Su Mo had underestimated Lu Gui. After all, he was an expert at Lv 9 Martial Royal Realm. Even if he was badly hurt, he was still able to save his life.
"Sky-ghost protection! "
Seeing the nine Spiritual Swords coming, Lu Gui shouted loudly. Another malicious ghost appeared beside him.
This malicious ghost was almost over nine meters tall and dark as ink. Its eyes burst out with faint green light.
The malicious ghost defended Lu Gui against the attack of Su Mo's Spiritual Sword.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
In an instant, nine Natal Spiritual Swords attacked the malicious ghost, but they did not break the ghost's defense.
It was not because the attack force of the Spiritual Sword was not strong enough, but because the malicious ghost's body contained a force of distortion and guidance.
The Spiritual Sword was thrown off course and flew at the malicious ghost again once it got close.
The nine Spiritual Swords deviated towards another direction and flashed across the ghost's body without causing any damage to it.
"Interesting!"
Su Mo immediately became interested in what he saw. He had never encountered a defense that could defend against such an attack.


Su Mo went from the pride of his clan to becoming the butt end of a joke in a matter of minutes. The former King of Mercenaries from Earth was reborn in the body of a boy in a foreign world and had used skills in his previous life to rise to the top among his peers, however, his previous training could only take him so far. The next step in this martial arts dominated world was to awaken one’s Martial Soul.
The awakening ceremony ends in disaster for Su Mo as he awoke a Martial Soul of the lowest level. Such a prodigy is now considered worse than useless as his Martial Soul is far too weak! After becoming the embarrassment of the clan, he discovers that his Martial Soul has a unique property: it could level up! This unique martial soul could shake the heavens. 
It was at this time that Su Mo meets the love of his life but the situation quickly deteriorates when she is taken by one of the most powerful forces in the world. Su Mo must rise from the lowest of the low and reach the pinnacle of power in order to save the love of his live within five years or she will forever be out of his reach.


On the dark side of the moon, Zhong Yue was tuning the teleportation portal to their next destination—Celestial Fire Star. There, the Imperial Path of the Heavenly Monarch was the shortest and fastest path they could use to reach the Zi Wei Imperial Star.
"What a shame you can't bring any imperial weapons away with you." Xin Huo looked back at the Ancestral Star and lamented, "Brat Yue, we should really try entering the imperial tombs. You never know, we might be able to bring out a few imperial weapons."
Zhong Yue shook his head and said, "If the imperial weapons really did intend to come with me, they don't have to wait until Si Ming to come and Shao Hao Bell to leave with her. I have been living in the Ancestral Star for 37 years, yet none of them has come. If they are fated to be with me, they would already be here."
Xin Huo nodded, "They expect too much of their masters. The Fuxi blood in you is still faint, that's why you are not chosen. If you are a pureblood Fuxi, the imperial weapons will surely swarm at you."
Zhong Yue laughed speechlessly as he thought, Swarm? Are there really so many imperial weapons? Furthermore, I don't really need them, Xin Huo is more than enough.
Zhong Yue was placid and held his usual composure. A few moments later, he has finally finished tuning the teleportation portal while Bai Canghai laughed and said, "Brother Zhong, will this teleportation portal be…"
"Be quiet, Senior Martial Brother Bai!" Zhong Yue and Qiu Jin'er were shocked and they shouted instantly.
Bai Canghai nodded heavily and shut his mouth tight; while Jun Sixie and Shi Buyi both startled, not knowing why were they so nervous and disallowed Bai Canghai to speak.
"I'm… the Comet Innate Spirit Body…" Bai Canghai whispered sorrowly.
Jun Sixie laughed, "I don't believe that, how is there really such thing as the Comet Innate Spirit Body?" Poor young lady, little did she knew of what had happened around Bai Canghai, and what made Zhong Yue and Qiu Jin'er so afraid of his words.
Zhong Yue activated the teleportation portal, and a beam of light transported them to the Celestial Fire Star, arriving seconds later. Then, Zhong Yue, Shi Buyi, Jun Sixie, Qiu Jin'er and Bai Canghai have all cast out their Avatar and pressed the highest mountain of the Celestial Fire Star into the ground.
Immediately, the earth quaked, and the copper pillars rose above the ground. The whole Celestial Fire Star has turned into a complex and yet explicit teleporting device.
"This is the Imperial Path of the Heavenly Monarch, it can send us directly to the Zi Wei Imperial Star… Huh?"
Zhong Yue startled and glanced around. The teleportation portal was ready and activated, but the light beam that can send them did not occur!
"Strange, did the teleportation array brokedown?" he frowned and looked around, but saw no visible flaws in the teleportation array formation. Suddenly, a thought flashed across his mind, I've seen an invisible barrier that covered the whole Solar System, is that the reason why the teleportation is not working? That it prevented the array formation from locating the position of the Zi Wei Galaxy?
Zhong Yue's face sterned up, and cold sweat burst out of his head. If the teleportation array formation couldn't locate the Zi Wei Imperial Star, then they would not be able to teleport away!
Shit, the array formation has stopped working, how should we leave now?
He pondered deeply for a solution. As the Heavenly Monarch Imperial Path was now out of service, the only option left for them was to leave by flying in the endless space. But with their prowess alone, it would take a long time, they might not even be able to make it to the next galaxy. Thus, the only way for them to leave was still the teleportation array formation.
Back in the days when there were no teleportation array formations, only the gods could travel from stars to stars solely relying on their own prowess. The gods were strong enough to distort the space and dimension, and travel an incredible distance in just the matter of seconds. They were the ones that created the teleportal array formations and established the array formations across the universe.
That was how they were able to build the glorious eras that across the whole universe.
Although Zhong Yue was barely strong enough to do it, he could only distort the space and dimension in a much smaller scale, allowing him to travel through a short and insignificant distance through the endless space.
"Xin Huo, do you know any other ways to leave?" Zhong Yue asked.
"There are quite a few, but all are located outside of this Solar System. But the invisible barrier has sealed your Solar System away, it is quite impossible to leave. So, I suppose the few ways to leave wouldn't even come in handy now."
Zhong Yue frowned. The peculiar divine tree has sealed all of the cultivations, while the invisible barrier has covered the Solar System away like a cage. The stars now around Solar System were the exact replications to the outside world, perhaps not even the gods could have differentiate the differences.
How can one leave under such condition?
Zhong Yue suddenly sat in the lotus position and he stared into the starry sky.
Everything looked the same just like before, perfectly normal that they looked authentic enough to even fool the gods. He couldn't help but to wonder, what would one really see and feel if they were close enough to these replicated stars?
Zhong Yue gave it a thought, and he shuddered in cold.
If there was really a god that reached to the stars replicated in the invisible barrier, would he see them as just paintings, or genuine stars in the recreated universe?
What if the god has suddenly realized that it was just a recreated universe by the others, one that was drawn in a scroll and cast out upon them; just how despair would he be?
And when he turned back around, he wouldn't be able to find the Ancestral Star anymore; thus, lost forever inside the universe of the scroll!
There must be a flaw, there must be one. No matter how marvelous this recreated universe is, it will never be true, and match with the true universe!
Zhong Yue cast the [Time Light Spatial Crystal Mystic Scripture] and calculated the orbital course of the stars, hoping that he would be able glean anything out from it.
Time flashed by, and the activated teleportation portal on the Celestial Fire Star returned dormant again. The copper pillars sank back down and the highest mountain rose within the ground, the Celestial Fire Star has reverted back to its usual appearance.
Jun Sixie, Qiu Jin'er and the others were bewildered, they looked over and saw Zhong Yue holding the most solemn face they have ever seen on him. Zhong Yue has surged his psyche out and visualized the simulations of the stars and planets around him.
Clearly, Zhong Yue was simulating the stars and planets around them in order to calculate for something!
"What is happening?" Shi Buyi mumbled, "Why is the teleportation array formation not working?"
Qiu Jin'er shook her head, while Jun Sixie suddenly said, "Junior Martial Brother Zhong said there was a strong force and an invisible barrier that sealed the cultivations in the Solar System, is that what stopped the teleportation portal from working?"
Then, Bai Canghai mumbled puzzlingly, "But it doesn't make sense. Feng Wuji has already left the Ancestral Star, if the Solar System is sealed, he can't possibly leave, can he?"
"Feng Wuji left?" Zhong Yue abruptly glared his eyes over and beseeched.
Bai Canghai nodded, "When you was sealing the godly power in the races' blood, there were many celestial experts saw Feng Wuji casting out a golden decree that shrouded him away into the sky."
Feng Wuji left! Rays flashed across Zhong Yue's eyes as he thought, If he can leave, then it is highly possible that there is indeed a hole in this universe scroll, or could it have been that the decree he was given was just strong enough to leave the universe scroll itself?
Among the two possibilities, Zhong Yue was more willing to take on the first one. At least, the former conjecture still suggested a glimpse of hope for them to leave; while the latter would leave him with pure despair as he could never acquire such a strong decree.
Zhong Yue bestirred himself and concentrated on the [Time Light Spatial Crystal Mystic Scripture]. He now plans to create a divinatory calculation technique that allows him to quickly calculate the orbital route of the stars and planets!
But it wasn't easy at all to invent such a deductive method for the stars. He struggled for tens of days before a sudden thought flashed across his mind. And all of a sudden, the Zhong Shan Clan young man laughed loudly.
He finally figured out how he should do the calculations!
In this divinatory method he has created, the Yang would represent one with the symbol '—', and the Yin resembles as two with the symbol of '--'. It was a binary system that could be reformed into an octal numeral system.
The whole divinatory calculation technique includes every elements of the stars, and the base of everything were the 'Yin' and 'Yang'. With just these two elements, Zhong Yue would be able to derive the form, matter, mass, environmental situation, and orbital course of the stars and planets. Most importantly, he would be able to differentiate the genuine and sham stars, and find the path where Feng Wuji left from!
Seeing that they would be able to leave now, Zhong Yue couldn't help but to laugh out loud.
Yet, little did he know that Feng Wuji could only leave because of the golden decree left behind by Tu Yu was in fact, strong enough to just move Feng Wuji out from the Skymetrical Scroll!
However, it was true that the divinatory calculation technique Zhong Yue has invented could really point out the way to leave the Skymetricall Scroll. After all, even Tu Yu didn't know there was a hole in the Skymetrical Scroll!
On the Celestial Fire Star, Jun Sixie, Qiu Jin'er, Shi Buyi and Bai Canghai were dumbfounded looking at the visualizations of stars happening around Zhong Yue. All these stars and planets were simulated and their actual conditions simulated according to the deductions of the divinatory calculation technique. Countless symbols of unknown uses filled around the stars and planets as Zhong Yue runs the simulation further!
It was stunning beyond words!
This wasn't a simple two dimensional simulation, nor the complicated three dimensional one; it was an unprecedented simulation that involves a fourth dimension within it—Time!


Title: Rise of Humanity, 人道至尊
Author:  宅猪 (Zai Zhu)
Status: 1490 Chapters (completed) 
Translator: RisingDawn 
Editor: GemVoo
Chapter Release Rate: 1 chapter a day
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Tags: Legends, Mythology, Demons, Gods, Dragons, Monsters, Clever  Protagonist, Romance 
Synopsis
In the world birthed by Pangu, the Three Sovereigns lit the spark of humanity that the Five Emperors would later fan into a blazing fire, eternally branding humanity as the leaders of the world….
This was a time where twilight had descended on the reign of the Human Sovereign and the Five Emperors had yet to emerge – humanity was merely one of the myriad races wandering about the vast cosmos.
This was a desolate and barren era. The monsters, devils, heavenly gods, and deities of all races stood aloft; with the demons, heavenly souls, and spirits dancing freely around the world.
The humans were still a feeble and burgeoning race at the mercy of the pantheon of races that ruled the world together from within the great wilderness.
This was not the era of the Foreworld, but the barbaric and untamed era of uncivilization!
Let us rewind back to China’s ancient and classical mythology and recount the legendary tale of how a single figure led humanity out of an epoch of darkness and into a new dawn.
“Why do I seem like a monster? It’s not that my heart longs for blood, but the indifferent reality, and the harsh truth ... that drives me to kill.”
— Zhong Yue 
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Things You Should Know
Honestly, judging from the title itself, one’s initial impression would be that the story is simply another boring and cliche cultivation novel. Or at least, that was what I thought at first when I was first introduced to this novel by a friend. But to my surprise, and most likely to yours, (if you read it, that is ...) you will soon come to realize that the plot gets very interesting, involving many characters from the ancient and primeval eras of Chinese mythology.
Every story has their own charms, and every character has their own tale to tell. And this, is the tale of a young man fighting not for himself, but for the betterment of humanity. The plot starts to get really good at around chapter 50-ish, and that’s when the roller coaster starts to rise higher and higher to never come down again (literally, it ended in a climax).

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