The Walker Of Voids - Chapter 142 Genocide [5] - I Am Death

Transmigrated to the Cultivation World.

Initially, I thought I would have to fight those fierce cultivators to the death, struggling for the slim chance of obtaining immortality.

Unexpectedly, I came equipped with an endless-lifespan panel.

What should I do now that I've suddenly become ageless?

“Countless living beings fight each other to the death in order to become immortal.”

“That's because their lifespans are limited, if they don't fight, they'll die!”

“But I'm different.”

“If I go and fight, that's when I'll really die.”

“As long as I can endure and slowly cultivate, one day I'll become an immortal.”

This is a story of an everlasting being who endures his way to immortality in the Cultivation World.

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The young man living in a frontier mining village, Elliott, lived in estrangement there.

The reason was because he carried the blood of the Demon Race, and had an unusual face, with two small horns growing from it.

Several years after his mother – his only family – died, a young woman who called herself an acquaintance of her mother’s came to visit, and once she knew of Elliott’s existence, displayed the traits of a succubus, and whispered thus:

“From now on you will ravish many women, steal many lives, and trample over the world, you shall dominate. But to start … you will dominate me, violate me, please”.

Unable to wield a sword, nor kill his opponents with magic, the mixed-blood young man who could only grant a slight bit of magic into matter, used information, tools, and traps, repelling enemies, ravishing women, making them submit and fall into demonhood, and dominated them, surviving in a ruined world.

This is the story of the young man who was the Lord of the perilous place of fear, one that never allows a guest to leave, the “Man-Eating Dungeon”, and the women whose lives had been derailed by him.

#The thirty-ninth time embarked on the journey of attacking the Lord God#

——”The Lord God is like a flower on a high mountain, and it can only be seen from a distance.”

The soft, waxy and clean women’s clothing boss gently tugged at the corner of her clothes, “Sister, I can’t sleep without you.”

——”The Lord God will always be high in my heart.”

The sickly and beautiful prince said softly and lazily, “If you don’t marry me, choose the one you like with these handcuffs and shackles.”

——”In short, the heart of the Lord God is pure and flawless!”

The fox demon boy slightly curled the corners of his lips, his nine tails curled slightly, and hooked up softly: “I will treat you very well, think about it?”

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It’s all small scenes, don’t panic! ⊙﹏⊙∥

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The tombs of the gods have appeared in the world!