At the end of ancient times, the Shadow Clan broke through and invaded from another space, and all life on the mainland was devastated. In order to seal the world-destroying powerful enemy, the Chaos Spirit Ancestor sacrificed his soul, stabilizing the seal at the cost of his soul being scattered, but it also severely damaged the origin of his spiritual veins. Since then, the spiritual energy of the mainland has begun an irreversible decline.
The monks' journey through the thunder tribulation became more severe, haunted by inner demons, and the golden elixir master's lifespan was reduced by more than half; the ancient spiritual plants disappeared, and the psychic monsters became murderous beasts; the mortals relied on the sect and paid heavy tributes, but they still could not escape the disease and early death. The law of the jungle is the iron law of the world, plundering is better than construction, betrayal is higher than loyalty, all living beings are like trapped carriages without brakes, struggling against each other just to survive, but deep in the ashes of history, a spark that hides ancient memories and is unwilling to be extinguished quietly lies dormant. It is weak but hot, and has become Xuanyuan Continent's only hope to resist decline and regain its vitality.
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With so many words in one chapter, can every chapter be like this?
With so many words in one chapter, can every chapter be like this?