As soon as Leng San woke up in the middle of an unknown forest, he became stupefied. His grandfather, his Leng Clan, and the clan’s enemy, the Asuras, that were fighting against each other were all gone. Moreover, once he circulated qi in his body, he found that his qi was decreased to the first level of the violet stage, which was the lowest level! At the moment, Leng San was no different from an ordinary boy. without qi, he was extremely in despair.



As Leng San was the only hope of the Leng Clan, his grandfather had to send him through time to 1,500 years in the future, in order to completely escape from the pursuing of the Asuras. If the grandfather did not decrease Leng San’s qi to the lowest level, he might not be able to time travel and eventually get killed.



Leng San must practice his skills to be stronger, to eradicate the Asuras and restore Leng Clan again. A new life awaited for Leng San at the end of the tunnel, he must do this!

Leng San: the Divine Draconic Demon

Leng San was led to the best guest house in the residence of the Nightfall Sect by the elder of the sect. This had startled the disciples and instructors of the sect who did not know the back story.


The boy was sipping some tea within the guest house as Elder Qing Qiu entered the guest house with a middle-aged man. The man was stern and charismatic. He was wearing a black adornment, decorated with a pattern of the scarlet sun that was setting. It was the very symbol of the Nightfall Sect that Leng San saw along the hallway.


“I am Tu Matian, the leader of the Nightfall Sect. Please tell me, what brings a guest of honor of the Xuanwu Dynasty to our small sect?” The sect’s leader courteously asked the boy, smiling. Elder Qing Qiu had told him about the golden seal within the boy’s possession already. However, other details of the incident were left untold as the leader hastily came out to receive the boy.


Leng San stood up from his chair, cupped his hands, and bowed humbly.


Three!!