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

“You son of a bitch! You came up this tower for what?!! Just to sleep here?!!”


The Black Tortoise King could not help but scream.


Leng San looked back a little before flicking his fingertips to release Winter Qi index from his Will of Winter while still lying and rolling on the floor.


That Winter Qi index collided with the power curtain, causing a small part of the power curtain to harden. But in the end, it faded completely. Leng San narrowed his eyes for a moment before turning into the same indifferent expression.


“I have attacked as you wish. Besides, it is still within the limited time of the rules and conditions that you set. What are you whining about? If the time runs out, it's my loss, not yours, correct?


If you don't mind, please wake me up two shichens before the deadline. I don’t want to fall asleep until the end of time." The boy immediately continued to sleep.


The Power Curtain Crumbles