In every being, a soul, a spirit, or a core, exists that tethers the consciousness into the solid plain. Witness as how a little spark from who was once a blazing flame, regained what once was lost.“I died and..” grins “...that started my life”What happens when an assassin transmigrated to a cultivation world?They rise through a mountain of corpse to reach the skies.But....What of an assassin whose enemy turns out to be themselves?A world where magic and cultivation co-exist?People say “Keep moving forward”.What if the way forward, is to go back to where she begun?
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- Chapter 142: Night raid
- Chapter 141 - 142....
- Chapter 140
- Chapter 139: Making up for numbers
- Chapter 138: Teaming up.
- Chapter 137: Out of the woods- Maze.
- Chapter 136: Trial 1.3
- Chapter 135: Haze amidst the light
- Chapter 134: Navigating the Maze of Confusion and emotion
- Chapter 133: Trial 1.2
- Chapter 132: Start of the Trial
- Chapter 131: Blooming Rose
- Chapter 130: A new - unfolds.
- Chapter 129: To The City Beyond The Skies
- Chapter 128: The dust settles amidst the storm
- Chapter 127: Death’s Bloom
- Chapter 126: Broken... yet whole.
- Chapter 125: Wavering Heart
- Chapter 124: Trust or Folly?
- Chapter 123: Answers
- Chapter 122: Lost...
- Chapter 121: The bloom of the Black Rose
- Chapter 120: She’s Back
- Chapter 119: The search continues
- Chapter 118: Light of Darkness
- Chapter 117: Killer moon
- Chapter 116: Blood Moon
- Chapter 115: Lurking Danger
- Chapter 114: Ambush
- Chapter 113: The Search is On
- Chapter 112: Secrets to unravel
- Chapter 111: Of Echoes and Shadows
- Chapter 110: A reunion... with a stranger
- Chapter 109: A reunion between adventurers
- Chapter 108: Searching for... hope
- Chapter 107: Phantom
- Chapter 106: The City of Darkness
- Chapter 105: Mo Tianze
- Chapter 104
- Chapter 103
- Chapter 102
- Chapter 101
- Chapter 100
- Chapter 99
- Chapter 98: Chaoter
- Chapter 97
- Chapter 96
- Chapter 95
- Chapter 94
- Chapter 93: Chaoter
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In every being, a soul, a spirit, or a core, exists that tethers the consciousness into the solid plain. Witness as how a little spark from who was once a blazing flame, regained what once was lost.“I died and..” grins “...that started my life”What happens when an assassin transmigrated to a cultivation world?They rise through a mountain of corpse to reach the skies.But....What of an assassin whose enemy turns out to be themselves?A world where magic and cultivation co-exist?People say “Keep moving forward”.What if the way forward, is to go back to where she begun?