Pale blue knowledge

For twenty years since his soul had transmigrated, Bailuo thought this was an ordinary world, until one day, a black leather book appeared in his mind.
"Is there magic in this world?"
Facing Bailuo's question, his uncle remained unwavering as he said, "No."
"But there are miracles."
"What are miracles?"
"A sword that can release flames, a pot that can pour out gold, a beautiful girl grown from a fruit."
The uncle said, "Controlling the mist, bringing the storm, commanding the thunder."
"Magic!"
Bailuo raised his hand and pointed, "This is definitely magic!"
"No."
His uncle said, "These are truly miracles."
Years later, when Bailuo looked upon the nation he had built with his own hands, that magnificent and majestic sight, he agreed with what his uncle had said all those years ago, "This is a miracle..."

A rare magical miracle in the world

Suddenly, as Yunxiao pondered, she sensed an enormously sinister presence: "Something is coming, Li Zhen!!"


No sooner had the words left her mouth than Li Zhen charged forward.


However, only the clashing of metal was heard, and Li Zhen felt as if his arms were about to break from the severe pain. He clenched his teeth, roaring with all his strength, and finally managed to ward off the opponent.


As soon as it landed, the terrifying creature in the shadows let out a spine-chilling roar.


This was not a human voice, and there was only one kind of thing in the Underground Palace that possessed such power.


Yunxiao, a cultivator, had martial arts skills that were no less than Li Zhen's: "What tier of zombie is this?"


The Heavenly Gang Zombie King, grinding its sharp teeth, glared at Li Zhen discontentedly.


This was the man who had managed to block its attack.


Chapter 404: Half-step to the Sixth Realm (Requesting Monthly Votes)