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[If you would, please check out my new novel, Lost Legacies: Another World!]

Died because of grief, reincarnated because of fate.

Cal found himself in a world where dream was now reality and life meant survival! 

A world where cultivation existed and only the strong could survive!

Follow him as he breaks through the unthinkable and reaches the heavens with nothing more but a power that lets him cultivate through Artifacts!
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Cultivation Through Artifacts

The Practice Grounds was built at the center of the city, if anyone wished to fight with others or practice their skills without them risking their lives in the wild.

And just like on any other day, today it was full of creatures too. Some practiced on one section by punching several meters thick metal boxes, while some simply tested their techniques on standing or moving targets on another section.

There were even a few individuals that battled against each other, exchanging pointers in a friendly manner.

'What a lively place. It's completely different from the First Realm.' Khal looked around the place with awe, but not for too long. He too wished to practice as he too wished to get stronger and get back to Liza and the others as soon as possible.

"This spot should be perfect." Khal glanced around and when he noticed no one was around, he withdrew his weapon and fixed his gaze on the target on his front.

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