Unholy_Dragon_God

"My Fate, My Hands, The Heavenly Dao will not squeeze me down a pathetic path to my doom."

Long Wei, the young master and crown prince of the Imperial Haven Empire, faces a challenging path to greatness. Despite being blessed with incredible talents like the Void Dragon-Phoenix God bloodline, Eternal Void Meridians, Transcendent Dao Physique, and Heaven Shrouding Eyes, he finds himself at odds with the Heavenly Dao. It feels as though fate is mocking him.

As Long Wei strives to reach the top, he encounters adversaries who rise from obscurity, armed with unimaginable artifacts and abilities that rival his own. Enemies, hailing from the future aim to thwart his plans and bring about his downfall. System Wielders seek to exploit his talents for their own gains, while Transmigrators are determined to put an end to him. Additionally, he must confront his own set of enemies and ancient monsters who covet his talents to advance their own cultivation.

To achieve godhood, Long Wei must delve deep within himself and face perilous battles, intricate schemes, and mysterious secrets that trace back to the ancient Chaos Era—the very beginning of the Myriad Realms. His success depends solely on his own determination, as the Heavens have turned their back on him.

Will Long Wei overcome the dangers that lie ahead, or will he succumb to the doom that awaits him?.

I'm a Young Master, so what?

Bai Yunru employed his superior control over ice to reclaim command over his own qi. Frost enveloped him from head to toe, though his high resistance to subzero temperatures didn't prepare him for this peculiar sensation. It wasn't pure cold; instead, it carried an essence of negative energy that mimicked coldness but lacked true frigidity.

Afanzo cracked his neck and reacquainted himself with his limbs. For a brief moment, he believed he had lost, but now he felt invincible. A smile spread across his face as he retrieved his spear from the void, twirling it around his fingertips before darting forward. Behind him, a trail of glistening blue water mixed with gold followed his movements. He swung his spear at Bai Yunru.

Shock stained Bai Yunru's face as he wondered how the man remained unscathed, without a single scratch. Forcing himself to draw his blade once more, he pointed it at Afanzo.

Seizing Blade! One Sword To End All