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

“Or should we stop the army?” Asked Fu Duanzhi with hesitation.


Yo Fei showed a slightly contemplative expression before replying...


“We can’t. There will always be a risk in a war. Our duty is to open the way for the main army and take all the risks instead of them, so we cannot stop or retreat from here. Otherwise, it will affect the main army.


But we cannot keep going under such a dangerous situation. In my opinion, we should not advance all the two thousand men. Only send a small group of people as a front line first, and then march all two thousand people within one hundred lis after them.


Call the Iron Wings,” Yo Fei said, sending a signal.


Before long, thirty skilled Iron Wings, who had the greatest Light-Body Techniques in the army, came in before Yo Fei and Fu Duanzhi. The head of this unit was also the Chief Elder of the Martial Art Department of Sub-branch Seven, named Zhu Guyian, the third-level orange stager.


The Secret Weapons of the Institution