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Chapter 160
Alexia Jackson
17:01,Jan 29,2026
To the Swift family, Dante Easton seemed like a simpleton-ground down by scorn and cast aside like trash. Yet his apparent foolishness was merely a mask, his quiet endurance the reality beneath.
When the soul of the Medicine Lord returned to its rightful place within him, he mastered arcane healing arts, and his cultivation prowess became unmatched. As powerful clans pressed him to the limit, he defied fate with medicine and rewrote destinies; with his mother's life hanging by a thread, he swore to pull her back from the brink. Enemies closed in, waiting for him to slip up, but he met them with a cold smile and struck-every blow was lethal.
Foolish? Hardly. He was a cultivator peerless in both healing and combat-an avenger destined to topple the powers that be.
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Chapter 150
Hazel
17:02,Jul 03,2025
Eons ago, in the Primordial Era, when chaos first birthed order, the universe's origin sought to halt the unchecked growth of all living beings—a growth that threatened to overwhelm creation itself. From chaos, it shaped a body; from primordial energy, it drew breath; with black holes as its maw and stars as its lid, it forged the World-Destroying Divine Coffin. This artifact was destined to consume the four seas, suppress the eight directions, scorch eternity, and refine the heavens.
Aeons later, during the War of the Gods, the World-Destroying Divine Coffin appeared without warning. It swallowed the warring gods, obliterated the entire Realm of the Gods, and vanished without a trace. Its name, however, resounded across the myriad realms, a symbol of terror that subdued even the mightiest of gods and demons.
Countless millennia passed. A young man, buried alive, found himself inexplicably merged with the coffin that was meant to entomb him. From that moment, the "Burial Youth" rose to prominence, his name shaking the Eight Wastelands.
"Saving lives? That’s not my forte. Burying people? Now that, I’m quite skilled at," he declared, his voice cold and unyielding.
With an icy gaze and a quiet murmur, he spoke words that reverberated across worlds:
"I wield the Chaos Divine Coffin—it buries the heavens, the earth, mortals, immortals, and even gods themselves."
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Chapter 172
Eric Louisa
17:01,Jan 29,2026
Stefan Zimmerman was orphaned at birth, then was wrongfully imprisoned, branded as the butcher who wiped out an entire family. Did he deserve to die? No way. He'd live.
In the depths of despair, a mysterious inheritance awakened in him. He could sense and draw in all kinds of energies, heal the sick, pull the dying back from the brink, build his strength, and turn the tables. Yet was it coincidence, or a conspiracy? Who really massacred the Scurr family? As the struggle for power crossed paths with the supernatural, the pieces were already in play.
He swore to tear through the darkness, unearth the truth, and clear his name. If the world had wronged him, then he would carve a path in blood and defy fate, and change his own destiny.
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