Momo

The weak cry out with all their might, yet no one cares; 
The strong whisper softly, yet their words penetrate deeply into the heart.
A Talent Tree ablaze with flames, every leaf bearing different spirit runes, Lu Ye, reduced to a mining slave after his sect was destroyed, used this to become a cultivator and stirred the winds of change in the Nine Provinces...

Sage of Humanity

The enemy who should have been on the ground was now above him. Under the glow of the full moon, the person behind him had a pair of fiery red wings flowing with spirit force fluttering gently. The long saber in his hand was climbing with spirit force, and he swiftly slashed down at him!


Impossible! As he plummeted towards the ground, the magic cultivator screamed inwardly.


Dust flew as the magic cultivator's body heavily crashed to the ground, feeling as if many of his bones were broken, and a mouthful of fresh blood spurted out.


The spirit force barrier that could have blocked a Boulder Mountain Saber's strike, enhanced with two Sharpness Spirit Runes, also dissipated into nothingness—not because it was sliced open, but because the magic cultivator no longer had the strength to maintain it.


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