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Chapter 610
North Star
14:05,Apr 02,2021
Josh Lin, a loser in the eyes of everyone, was poor and weak. Anyone can bully him, humiliate him and ignore him. "I'm poor, so I deserve to be bullied? This damn reality." However, fate wasn't so cruel to him. "What, I'm the grandson of the richest man in the Southwest?"
From then on, his life began to become extraordinary. He vowed to make all those who despised him regret for the rest of their life. However, just as he enjoyed the gifts that fate had given him, he was entwined with this venomous plotting. He didn't realize that the possession of wealth was only temporary, but a nameless force was oppressing his family.
“Will I be reduced from enjoying immense wealth to being a wretch again? No, I don't want this life.” “Can't this world do justice to the common man?” Well, finally he understood. "Earthly wealth only gives you a chance to make a living, but power is what allows you to live decently.”
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Chapter 155
Hazel
16:38,Apr 02,2026
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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