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. Heavenly Beasts, on the other hand, were Lords above all other Spirit Beasts, with Primordial Beasts being Lords amongst the Heavenly Beasts. In short, it was a pyramid with the Heavenly Beas

that had many benefits that beasts that spanned whole mountain ranges had not. For this reason, once a Beast had gro

did not even possess a cultivation, but their sturdy defense allowed them to take on cultivators that did. As for normal humans... it wou

beat me with sheer numbers? I never expected such cowardly actions from you... Inde

him, where it slammed head-first onto a pillar. "Goldy, you should know what to do... " The youth said that, took out the yell

own his spine. "Indeed, " it muttered with a slight grin. "The exterior husk may be different, but

while his bloodthirsty expression turned once again into his 'I'm

etty bad hallucinations back there..." The monster was still a bit

or twelve whole hours while running under the fierce sun, passing through never

from Cheng Hao as it shrugged its shoulders. "You really want to do this

d into twelve golden crystal swords, each as tall as a person. Under the shocked eyes of the Manrat,

bows, spear, halberds, mops, tables, defenestration... If you could name it, it was very likely

weren't enough! That is why, cultivators created Flying Weapons. Made out of countless precious materials, these weapons were ca

could afford to gather these materials, and as such the demand was sky high. Of course, some saw this as an opportunity to get rich and thus mass-produced Flying Weapons as a l

st probably, there was not a single Flying Sword in the whole Plane of Existence that could keep up with those twelve golden blades! Unless he entered a higher plane, very few pe

omes back, will I get to seal it here?" Cheng Hao stuck out his tongue and winked in Goldy

ard, you dare do what?!?" Goldy's voic

. "Jokes aside..." Cheng Hao sighed and finally turned towards the Ironskin Manrat before speaking yet again, his thin lips arranged into an apologetic smile. "Thanks for

... The corpses were bleeding profusely, so much so that a blood ocean had already formed on top of the soil, leaving only the mountains of dead bodies acting as a few small islands here and there. The golden sun was in no way warm

d, before the spirit beast could even register anything, it had already almost passed out from the fear on the spot: what it was seeing wasn't a young boy anymore, but a giant made of black and crimson smoke, the facial features all distorting and disappearing until all that was left was a fiery grin and a si

o started to subside. The eight-year-old child sighed as he approached the shocked evil beast. He lifted his hand and one of the twelve hovering swords flew into his palm: from

n was slow and a bit awkward, but with time it got faster and faster, to the point the blade jumped from his right hand to the left, behind his back, and then around his forearm. Cheng Hao played with the extremely sharp butcher knife with expertise, as if the him who could at first only barely tw

" It was unknown whether it was because of fear or due to the terrible pun, but at that moment,

and bowed his head slightly, "Thanks for your hard work!" The eleven swords hovering behind him melted as they fused with the one in his hand. Under Cheng Hao's command, the blade consequently turned into a beautiful lotus hairpin. He used the hairpin to tie the loose hair into a long ponytail and, examining his looks with a mirror, he nodded

end of the trap-filled passageway had also lit up in a similar manner to the teleportation hexagram from before. "Mph, how could puny traps like these possibly inconvenience a powerful and handsome Primordial Beast like me?" Having said that, th

ce... there's a fellow up there that has been waiting for a whole thousand years to die under my hand, I can't possibly show myself as rusty now, can I?" With that, Cheng

ked its way on the wall behind the collapsed Spirit Beast, as if it had been carved by an unknown fo

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