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

“I, Lu San, am waiting for you, Martial Federation…”


“Waiting for me? So, you were the one who reached out to Highest Elder Fu Duanzhi?” The Eighty-Third said, sweeping his eyes to examine Leng San. He sensed a strange feeling from the innumerable experience when looking at this young man but could not find any more explanation other than that he was just a cripple.


“Of course, it was me…” Leng San said, clasping his hands, but Leng San's gaze rushed towards Mu Zhongluo and Gong Luyao with a scornful smile.


Of course, they both clenched their fists because, at this time, they knew that the whole situation was actually written by this crippled young man!!


“Lu San!! So, it's that scum!!” Gong Luyao spoke through his teeth grooves.


The Accusation