Sundering Nature - Volume 1 Chapter 12

In the mainland of the dragon, humans can also cultivate. But even if human beings are stronge, they will still be suppressed by the dragons. The true ruler of the mainland is the Dragon!

Ning Qi was a young mafia boss on the earth, but was betrayed by his most competent subordinate who pushed him down the cliff. When he woke up, he found himself located in the dragon’s continent and became the 13th son of Champion Duke of Qin Tang empire. At the same time, the super dragon slaughtering system was also activated, which changed his fate.

Who are Ning Qi’s biological parents? Where are they? On this continent, how is Ning Qi’s past-life identity amazing?

3000 years after his disappearance, Xue An had undergone cultivation and came back as an invincible fairy. But upon his return to Earth, he realised that he had a pair of twin daughters.

“Papa, this dragon doesn’t taste good!”

“Oh, this must be an ancestor-grade dragon that has lived for much too long. Its meat has become a little dry. Next time, we shall eat a young dragon within ten thousand years of age.”

Some dragon that had existed since the beginning of the universe was lying on the floor, trembling and shivering.

“Papa, between you and the other Immortal-emperor mannies, who is more powerful?”

Xue An smiled. There was not a single soul that could withstand even just one blow from him. If there was! That would at most be two!

“My dear daughters, I will make you girls the happiest princesses in this whole, wide world. No, in this whole universe! And it’s the two of you!”

“We campaigned for a century, prevailing against all obstacles. The sole exception being the Marshal, who could not be defeated…… the military fame of the Marshal endures, yet the Alliance has been utterly crushed. From this day forth, all the glory belongs to the Marshal, himself.”

As the Alliance government that stood for a thousand years crumbled, the Galactic Empire rose into power. The supreme military leader of the Alliance, Gavin Silla, refused to surrender and chose to fight to the death for his nation.

“Your Majesty, in the Age of Old Earth, mint blossoms were believed to be an omen for reunion. In the language of flowers, it means—

—hoping to see you once more.”

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