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

Being extremely worried, Leng San clenched his fist tight. If Leng Fandi’s condition went down south, he was ready to do anything to help as the man was one of the few relatives he had in this era.


“Calm down… little brat, do not underestimate the strength of your clan…” a voice said in his mind. The boy was ecstatic. It was Ji Gongyun’s voice.


“Master!! You’ve escaped from the formation,” Leng San responded in a whisper.


“Hmph! Do you think that crappy formation can stop Ji Gongyun? All it could do was just delay me by one or two breath-time,” Ji Gongyun complained with a criticized tone.


“Eh...Didn’t you tell me to escape? And that it would take you about one incense stick-time to destroy the formation!?” the boy furrowed his brows.


“Haha, I just wanted to see whether you could escape from an orange stager.”


Leng San frowned. He wanted to scream at the old geezer.


Crescent Moon Lightning Scythe