The Reborn Demon King Girl - Chapter 258 - 134 Heading to the Celestial Realm_2

The mountain man, an immortal, roams the peak of Qingyun.In the furnace of Yin Yang, he refines, The Great Dao Path stirs within his heart.Luo Chen traverses through the Cultivation World, empowered with a Proficiency Panel. With pill refinement and Qi refinement, he steps towards the Path of Longevity.

Su Yu, who was idly passing his days in a third-tier university, ended up in a terrifying unknown forest due to the “Sinkhole” incident. His school collapsed into the “sinkhole”. The forest was filled with various terrifying mutations, which started, right in his hands.

“Corpse Processing” is over, but the lord has a lot to write, so this is it.

A person is a mage.

Three people are a team.

A group of people is a territory.

A group of people is the rise of an era.

I, Karen Heise, want to lead an era. If you think you are young and self-motivated enough, send your resume here.

My address: Gold Flash Town, the center of the world.

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At nineteen, Dexter was already one of the world’s most celebrated authors. His books topped charts. Critics praised his genius. Fans devoured every word. But behind the acclaim was a lonely boy—raised without parents, love, or real friends—just stories.He published his first novel at fourteen. By seventeen, he was a literary star. But the higher he rose, the hollower it felt.Then came the writer’s block. The headaches. The blackout. And the transmigration.Dexter awoke in the body of Daylan, a disgraced young man in a crumbling, medieval world laced with steampunk tech, divine law, and political unrest. Daylan had already failed two of the three sacred Trials—rites that determine one’s magical potential. He was drowning in debt, entangled in plots to overthrow a corrupt Divine Church, and branded a lost cause.With no way back, Dexter took the final Trial—the most brutal of them all—and began a path that would earn him the whispered title: Soldier, Poet, King.But as his powers grew, one question haunted him: Did he truly die? And if so, who—or what—chose to bring him back?