Douluo: Cultivando as Sete Seções do Senhor Xuan, Torno-me o Benevolente Rei dos Remédios!
"Agora tenho duas notícias, uma boa e uma ruim." "A ruim é que estou prestes a morrer." "A boa é que finalmente recebi meu 'cheat', mas se chama 'Sutra Secreta dos Sete Capítulos de Xuanjun!'" Anos d
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The last rays of sunlight upon the earth illuminated a village resembling the depths of hell.
The once golden wheat fields now blazed with fire; homes, once called sanctuaries, had collapsed into ruins. The simple villagers were slaughtered like livestock, while the butchers wielding their blades cackled with twisted delight at the villagers’ despair.
Beneath one pile of rubble, the boy Lu Chun’s eyes were lifeless. A deep gash ran along his pale neck; only the faintest rise and fall of his chest betrayed a lingering thread of life, one unlikely to last.
Lu Chun’s dying consciousness brimmed with terror of death.
I don’t want to die! I mustn’t die! I absolutely cannot die!
He prayed to the legendary gods, but none answered; in the end, only his own will responded.
A fierce will to survive drove his body to act on instinct, struggling to crawl from the wreckage. Suddenly, his hand brushed against something hard.
It was a scroll of jade, carved from an unknown pitch-black stone. Strange patterns covered its surface—some resembling living creatures, others like a child’s wild scrawlings—touching it stirred a deep unease.
This is...
Lu Chun felt as though he’d seen the jade scroll somewhere before. In the next instant, the scroll erupted with a dazzling, multicolored black light.
“I have often heard... but it is a falsehood... truly, the Great Way pursues mortals... the towering one walks proud... the gods reveal themselves here…”
Chaotic, maddening knowledge took root in Lu Chun’s mind. Words w