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 could escape partly because he did not seem to be a threat to anyone at his inferior power level, so he was not the target that needed to be caught. Another part was because everyone thought that Ye Niuhong was the person of the Eternal Poison God Party who could be summoned back at any time.


Only a doubt in Qinglong Hui was left since he saved the man’s life.


“Qinglong Hui, I hope you have an explanation for this.” Qinglong Xuanyuan clamored in a cold voice. Qinglong Hui, who had been trusted by everyone, was already being doubted already.


But with the situation still unsettled,


No one had yet forced the truth from the old man.


Qinglong Hui was calm. No explanation came out of his mouth at all. Being doubted especially, Qinglong Hui did not have a choice but to rebuild his credit.


“It looks like I'll have to defeat you, Fang Wei.”


No Winner Yet