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'm with you…” Ye Jia raised his hand, agreeing with Leng San, Wei Du, and Ling Zhuyue.


“Ye Jia!! Are you serious?! You can even be called the current weakest among the core disciples of the Martial Arts Department.” Zhu Heilong was a little dazzled that Ye Jia agreed on the matter of clashing with the fourth generation.


"It may be true that I am still too weak to be a core disciple!! But I have decided that I will not allow anyone to oppress us again. With the strict rules of the Institute, even if we are defeated, they will not dare act to the point of killing us.


Although the fourth generation can be called merciless thugs, as far as I've seen, the worst thing they do is break legs and arms. Healing for a month is enough to recover. I've never seen them dare to kill anyone or amputate the limbs of people in the Institute before.


Open the Stage!!