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

“These losses I just received are so huge for me. The losses of Freya, of my bizarre meridians, and of my left arm are difficult to be replaced. Even though I achieved the Will of Winter, my fighting ability should be reduced by more than half,” Leng San said to Li Gongyun.


“But even so, you have survived. There is nothing better than being alive.” Li Gongyun tried to comfort his beloved disciple.


"Still, it does not erase the fact that my physical condition at this time is not ready to fight So, Master, the disciple would like to spend this time seeking power to fill those gaps.


Please allow me to go on another journey, and I would like to entrust you with the Institution and the Beastly Devils Society.” Leng San used a firm tone as if it were his genuine desire.


Li Gongyun was a little taken aback. The war was closing in, and the Federation was a mess due to the loss of its leader, so various obligations required a lot of attention.


Fake Perfection