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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A cloud in the sky disappeared as Shuo Jin finished speaking.

Then a giant figure took its place. It was the Elder that Shuo Jin had mentioned.

With gray hair and a face almost devoid of wrinkles, he didn't look very old. He looked as if he was in the best of health. If he had been dressed in a different way, some people would've even believed that he was in the prime of life.

"You can't even deal with a declining Sacred Institute without me?"

"Elder, we have a good reason to call on you. It's because of that man," Shuo Jin hurried to explain himself.

"Shut up. Reasons are just losers' excuses. I don't want to hear any."

Then this Lightning Thunder Elder stopped over the Sacred City.

Flying was forbidden in the Sacred City, but he apparently didn't take the rule seriously at all.

"It was a fair fight between the Lightning Thunder Race and the Sacred Institute. Why did you meddle?"

PAH!