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

“Ahem...” A young boy's cough rang in the back…


Both Lao Biao and Nie Xiaowa turned to look in the direction of the sound. It was a disabled boy in a wheelchair who slowly slid the wheels out of a hiding corner. His face was adorned with a soft smile as if he did not care about the situation in front of him.


Nie Xiaowa's face suddenly twisted, “Idiot Lu San!! Instead of getting someone to help, you come out of the hiding place. What does that do?! You idiot! You're stupid! You're brainless!" Nie Xiaowa could hardly find a word to curse Lu San's stupidity, but... the other man's face...


Twisted, dark green!! As soon as Lao Biao saw Leng San come out, it was as if he saw a ghost.


“Y... you!! L... Lu San!!" Lao Biao's tone was lacking in rhythm.


Leng San turned to make eye contact with Nie Xiaowa, smiling a little shyly before slackening his stiff eyes at Lao Biao, “It's been a long time, Lao Biao… for ten days?” Leng San said, raising the corner of his mouth.


Lao Biao... (2)