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

“Elder, your sacrifice creates this opportunity for us. If you did not keep warning us of the movements of the Qinglong Dynasty, the situation may be even worse.


You are truly a martyr. Please accept my respect.”


Leng San knelt on one knee and politely synchronized his hands. He perceived Yuan Hui's enormous discomfort for having to sacrifice everything in his life to undermine the Qinglong Dynasty from the inside.


For a person outside the Qinglong Dynasty to become a War God, it must come at the cost of something that was more than just a general effort. Otherwise, he would not have been trusted and pushed to that extent by the Qinglong Dynasty.


Leng San chose not to ask about it, so it would not trouble Yuan Hui's mind. Likewise, the old man did not ask about the origin of Leng San, he just kept it in his mind.


“Yuan Hui… about your earlier report, is it true that Shun Tieuyang has become one of the War Gods?” Li Gongyun asked.


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