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

“Ye Niuhong, what the hell are you doing?” Black Dragon General Hei Long stressed his voice as a reprimand.


“Hmm? I am helping to solve everyone's doubts. The people around here are really stupid. They don’t even know Leng San's name and keep asking nonsense. Why are they acting like an old man while they are just children, compared to my age?” Ye Niuhong’s words did not show remorse at all. He was fully confident that he was doing the right thing.


Zhou Wenzhi could not help but hold his temples before whispering into the ear of Ye Niuhong, telling him that Leng San's name was a secret to others. Other than the leaders of the Institute, no one in this martial world knew this secret. After a while, Ye Niuhong’s face became more and more twisted as he began to understand what he had done.


Also, when Ye Niuhong looked at the center of the meeting,


He found the vengeful look that Leng San sent straight at him!!


“What? I… I just thought that the humans here were too stupid,


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