The Art of Chaotic Divinity - Chapter 924: The Strongest vs. The Strongest

Song Shi came to a fairy world where demons and ghosts danced wildly. He thought he was going to walk a trembling road of cultivating immortals, but he awakened the death flow system, which gained power from death and became stronger every time he died.

The style of painting suddenly changed. Others practice immortality to seek immortality, but he is not dead, so he can only seek immortality by dying. He is either trying to die or looking for death along the way.

“You have been killed by Yin spirits 10 times, awaken the spiritual root of fire!”

“You have been killed by zombies 10 times, awaken your natural power!”

“You have lost your mind and died 10 times, and you have awakened your Taoist heart!”

“You were killed by the formation, the level of the formation is +1!”

“You die in an alchemy blast furnace, your alchemy level +1!”

Pure Yang Spiritual Body, Nine Yang Divine Body, Sun Holy Body; Vajra Spiritual Body, Golden Divine Body, Desolate Ancient Holy Body; Psychic Sword Body, Innate Dao Body; Formation Master, Alchemy Master…

It’s so much fun on the road of cultivation, constantly unlocking death poses, step by step to the top of the fairy road…

Many years later, it was rumored in the world that when Song Shi died, the immortals were terrified, the demons trembled, and ten thousand Buddhas retreated!

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Eira Kingston, a feared assassin, never imagined that death would lead her to transmigrate into the body of Ephyra Allen, the disgraced first daughter of the once-powerful Allen family. But what shocked her even more was the soft mechanical voice in her mind, addressing her as “master” and informing her that her soul had returned to its original body.Eira dismissed the strange voice, thinking she was having a post-death hallucination. But waking up in a hospital, with memories that weren’t hers flooding back, she was forced to confront the truth.Ephyra’s life had been nothing short of a nightmare. Despite being the legitimate daughter, she was labeled a bastard, shunned by all, and overshadowed by her scheming stepsister, who had stolen the love of her father and her betrothed. To make matters worse, the wealth and status the Allen family enjoyed were all thanks to Ephyra’s late mother, and the only reason she hadn’t been discarded entirely was due to her mother’s inheritance, locked away until she turned eighteen.But Eira wasn’t one to be defeated by circumstances. If she was going to live Ephyra’s life, she would do so on her own terms. She would destroy those who had caused Ephyra pain, claim the inheritance that was rightfully hers, and find out who was behind her own death. Because if there was one thing Eira knew how to do well, it was to survive—and make her enemies pay.However, being a high-schooler with nothing to her name wasn’t enough. As Ephyra, she’s powerless, but as an assassin, she’s lethal. Still, even that wasn't enough until she became the contracted wife of Lyle Aelion—a powerful, enigmatic figure in the business world with a secret illness. And it turns out, the only thing that can relieve him is her scent.

Xuan Yi traveled through the fantasy world and became the elder of the Profound Sword Sect, starting with the Nascent Soul Realm!

Awakening the Disciple System, the more enchanting the apprentice’s talent, the stronger Xuan Yi’s strength!

The Breakthrough of others depends on cultivation, and the Breakthrough of Xuan Yi depends on accepting disciples!

Although he is an elder, have you ever seen an elder who is hundreds of times stronger than the Sect Master?

“Little sister, I think your bones are amazed. You are a Sword Cultivator. Why don’t you worship me as a teacher! You can choose the holy order technique, and the nine-grade pill will be a snack for you.”

“Ding, congratulations to the host, You have received a disciple with an aptitude of more than 9999. Reward: Improve the host’s ten realms, three holy ranks!”

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