The Immortal Martial God of the Apocalypse - Shi, Fuge Luan
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In the city of Sishui, the young Ye Ling from the Lin family steps onto the talent detection ritual platform amidst ridicule and insults. The legitimate heir of the Lin family, Lin Yu, shows astonishing talents, while Ye Ling appears dim and lackluster. Despite his seemingly unruly demeanor, Ye Ling's eyes reveal deep solitude. Just as everyone mocks him for not even being a low-level genius, Ye Ling faces the shattered crystal, and the hidden truth is about to be unveiled. After fifteen years of cycles and humiliation, the young man emerges from the bloodshed in the backyard of the Lin…mehr

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In the city of Sishui, the young Ye Ling from the Lin family steps onto the talent detection ritual platform amidst ridicule and insults. The legitimate heir of the Lin family, Lin Yu, shows astonishing talents, while Ye Ling appears dim and lackluster. Despite his seemingly unruly demeanor, Ye Ling's eyes reveal deep solitude. Just as everyone mocks him for not even being a low-level genius, Ye Ling faces the shattered crystal, and the hidden truth is about to be unveiled. After fifteen years of cycles and humiliation, the young man emerges from the bloodshed in the backyard of the Lin family, reborn from destruction. With a mysterious physique and extraordinary mental strength, he rises from the desolate land. What is a genius? I, Ye Ling, am the genius! --- "It's been so many years. I wonder what level of attainment he has reached." "Just the ability to freeze time in an area is proof that he has reached a realm we can scarcely imagine. Qi Ce, do you want to go out and see the world?" "The outside world." Qi Ce looked at Jian Bolai, then back at the silent void before them, remaining silent. "We should have left with him hundreds of years ago. It's too late now, but this time we must go," Jian Bolai said, his gaze towards the sky, the aura of his sword surging, a longing expression on his face.