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

However, Gui Yeza’s eyes shone brightly.


“The minor would like to accept your warning with his heart… but please, proceed with your method.”


“Hehe. I'm not surprised that you ignored my warning.


Well, then, I hope that you have enough luck for this.


So, how many drops of the King's Blood should I consider giving you? If they are too few, the increased level will not be much. But if it is too many, it will be even more dangerous for you, and your chances of survival will be even smaller.” The Black Tortoise King was showing a hesitant expression and muttering to himself.


Gui Yeza suddenly cut the artery in his arms until a lot of blood oozed out. Within a few moments, the young man's face began to turn pale. Still, a smile appeared on it.


“Black Tortoise King… it seems that giving me a few drops of the King's Blood… is not enough for me right now,” the young man said in a cold voice.


"Y... you!!" The Black Tortoise King immediately opened his eyes wide.


Death