
The Nine Heavens Immortal Art
九天不灭诀
- Status
- Completed
- Length
- 970k Words
- Genre
- Fantasy
- Subgenre
- Xuanhuan
- Updated
- 4y ago
- English
- Request a translation
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474Chapters
576Clicks
193Favorites
1Fans
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I couldn't even finish the first chapter. The protagonist was written like a Down syndrome child; he didn't even understand why he'd been neglected for so many years, and he even went to his father to complain about his older brother. With such low intelligence and character, I wasn't going to waste my time.
The protagonist is portrayed as incredibly powerful, but he's constantly constrained. I don't like it; it's too depressing.
Too wordy and not interesting. People can read thousands of chapters and still not be interested in finishing these few hundred.
It all depends on who writes the book. If you want him to go, then go; if you don't want him to go, then you'd rather die than go.
The writing is absolutely terrible, and the logic is nonsensical.
This is only a few chapters in, and it's already about Lin Yi and Huo Xiao? If you can't handle this, why bother writing books at all?
This book is getting harder and harder to understand; it's the only one that portrays the Tianji Pavilion as villains.
Eunuch works are rarely read by men.
This kind of male protagonist is so stupid. He smashed your mother's memorial tablet, and you didn't even realize that he had smashed the memorial tablets of his ancestors for 18 generations. People don't treat you as family, but you pitifully consider yourself as one of theirs. This is just too much.
The writing is alright, but it feels a bit rushed and not very rigorous; it wasn't very satisfying to read.