632 Results in the "Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time" category
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By the time the shadows hanging beneath the walls of the Mu Family Estate had stretched down extremely long. Prince Hong Huang was finally released from beneath Jeong Yeon-shin's foot. It was thanks to guessing the content of the proclamation that Desolate Day Extinction had issued to the world. Such contemporary feudal kings possessed the perception to discern even the movements of brush strokes. In the end, Prince Hong Huang pledged unconditional support to Desolate Fortress, and Blue-Eyed Demon…-
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Two people were seated on a straw mat roughly woven from dry straw. A youthful, tall boy and a middle-aged man of short stature. The corner of the dirt-colored mat kept rising due to the wind and falling back down. This happened repeatedly with a "tak, tak" sound as it futilely struck the ground. "...Why can't it be drawn out?" Mount Hua Hidden Dragon Yu Hyeon muttered, pulling one knee up toward his chest. A treasured sword with a plum blossom pattern was hanging at his waist, which gave Yu…
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While Jeong Yeon-shin went out to deal with the uninvited guests. There were few left at the Mu Family Estate. This was because the common people had earlier left the estate. Those who remained here now were only the sect leaders of the Nine Great Sects, the Desolate Fortress Lord, the Divine Physician, and Beggar Sect Leader Divine Beggar who had belatedly slipped back into the estate. Not one was ordinary. —First, I should show proper etiquette to the imperial envoy. Jeong Yeon-shin's…
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A strand of wind sways lengthily before scattering. Like the soft green hair of the Desolate Fortress Lord, which always carried the scent of grass blades. Rustle. The hem of a purple sleeve tinged with subtle golden light lightly scraped across the old roof tiles. Behind Jeong Yeon-shin's back. The Desolate Fortress Lord gazed at him intently, and with just one small gesture of her eyes, the surrounding atmosphere became minutely distorted. The tranquil roof they had climbed onto lost its…
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Jeong Yeon-shin closed his eyes briefly. In the midst of his entire body becoming exhausted from repeated fierce battles, sharp pain like needles piercing every acupoint throughout his body began to set in. The sword strike that had pulled Divine Monk Beomheo out from some unknown place had been the finishing touch. While resonating dharma power with traces of Transcendent Martial Art, he had delivered Remaining Thunder downward with all his strength. A technique that could not succeed even if…
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Desolate Day Extinction Lightning Genius. He stands trampling the chest of a feudal king recognized by the late Emperor. Wuuung—! Yellow-earth ripples spread out in several layers from beneath Prince Hong Huang’s back, crushed under that foot. Dust clouds born from tremendously powerful energy waves. At this moment, they were the propulsion energy waves of Prince Hong Huang, who was straining with all his might to rise from his position. If properly unleashed, it was force that might…
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The inner quarters of the Mu Family Estate. As Jeong Yeon-shin suddenly opened his eyes, a certain intuition struck his mind like lightning. '...Dark Heaven Emperor is dead.' The old monster named Cho Yeol no longer existed in the world. It was because his spiritual essence had been completely annihilated. The same was true for Dark Heaven Emperor's internal energy that had remained on earth. An insight originating from the Baihui acupoint in his head. The Transcendent Martial Art Realm of…
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The walls of the Mu Family Estate. It was when sunlight and cool air mixed at the boundary line of shadows that had stretched long along the outline of the walls. Several people were gathered in the winter wind that burst with a clear feeling like flower buds. Among them, Hyeon Won-chang, carrying a roughly shouldered bundle, suddenly furrowed his brow. He had been cupping both hands to his ears listening to the conversation inside, which wasn't particularly exaggerated body language but rather…
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In an instant, Invincible scattered like a mirage in the great desert on a summer day, then appeared below the upper sky on the complete opposite side. It was before she could even compare her protective energy to the sword strike that seemed forged from moonlight. She had successfully executed Form Shifting Void, a technique that was like a bittersweet memory for Jeong Yeon-shin. It was different from when he had to strike down his sword multiple times against the Heavenly Extreme Sect Leader,…
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How many days had passed? Jeong Yeon-shin couldn't tell. It was after racing along the river and crossing several mountain ridges. Fighting alongside the Seventh Apostle against Invincible. His meridians were already in tatters from several fierce battles. Not only his meridians and blood vessels, but even his purple robe, which rarely tore, had a section ripped away at the abdomen. Fierce winds swept through the gaps between his crimson blood-stained abdominal muscles. Without joint attacks,…
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