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

Leng San's face was grumpy to the extreme when he heard about the crimes of the Azure Dragon Sect disciples from the mouth of the merchant.


“Brother Lu… calm down. There might be some misunderstanding here.” Wei Du tried to stop his brother, fearing that Leng San might burst out and tear his own party disciples into pieces.


“You're right. We should look further into this.” Leng San tried to adjust his anger by breathing in and out before he started to ask someone else.


"Heh... the Azure Dragon Sect disciples are all acting like godfathers in charge of the market. That's bullshit!!"


“Keep this between us, brother… the Azure Dragon Sect disciples are as disgusting as shit.”


“Do you see the brothel over there? Now, the Azure Dragon Sect disciples go in and out almost all night without even paying a single bronze coin until the brothel is about to close.”


"Ouch!! They even dare to molest women in broad daylight, but no one dares to stop them."


The Masks of Justice (1)