Once the very heavens roared at his sight, his might relentless in destruction and looting.
He struck the layers of the celestial bodies with wickedness unparalleled, earning him the tag of the second mischievous saint.
But he bit off more than he could chew, when he failed to realise, he was getting weak due to his rotting meridians which were poisoned each day by his own brother.
Henceforth, death greeted his eyes, yet even she bent herself in front of his great Dao!
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Time has changed and the art of natural dantian has been severed, nature itself couldn't comprehend the abundance of the natural flow of Qi, and thus it gave birth to beasts.
Now humanity no longer strong uses their intelligence to create weapons and alchemy to artificially function against them.
But what if, someone, a man of the past awakens yet again? The man who defeated death, the mischievous immortal had rose yet again though- why was he half dragon?
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Op Mc: Present
System: Absent
Just read it.