Zhang Muzhi

The war of gods left the earth no winners, but a broken world.
Thousands of years later, the soul of the God of war created a new world from the ruins.
Nine reincarnations for the same one belief.
A youngster looked up at the starlit sky with his sword in hand.
Monsters, demons, evil persons…Whoever had the nerve to damage this world would end up dying.
To see how a youngster got onto the top of the world little by little, inherited the soul of the God of war, and defend his own world!

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"Aren't you afraid he'll rob it from you?" Jiang Chen said in a low, muffled voice.


The red-haired guy grinned and said, "The seventh on the Prince List can kill at will, but he can't rob at liberty."


The vendors around paled, pretending they hadn't heard him.


Jiang Chen burst into laughter. His laugh was resonated. He took a few more steps closer to the stall and said, "Could you show me the fierce black metal?"


"Do you have what I want?" The red-haired man sized him up and frowned.


Jiang Chen knew he looked ugly at that moment. He pretended he was irritated.


The red-haired man hesitated and took a piece of iron out of his pocket. It looked like it had been torn off of iron ware, incomplete and only a little bigger than a palm.


The metal only had a dim luster, and it was a bit rusted.


"What's this? Only a fragment," Jiang Chen said discontentedly.


An Immortal Thought