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In that year, a seven-year-old boy stepped into the world of cultivation, carrying his little sister on his back. From that moment on, the realm of immortals spiraled into chaos.

In the path of cultivation, talent, treasures, and fortuitous encounters might seem paramount. But above all else, there was one cardinal rule: never provoke that person.

He wasn’t a cultivator, nor did he wield spiritual energy. But his blade was swifter than light, so fast that even the most skilled cultivators couldn’t summon their powers in time. His fists carried a weight that defied the heavens, heavy enough to halt the world's rotation with a single strike.

In his presence, even the mightiest of immortals dared not breathe too loudly. For in this realm where the strong reigned supreme, he was the unshakable anomaly, the shadow that loomed over all.

Table of The Number One Scourge in the Immortal Cultivation World

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Volume 1