Zhong Li was reborn, returning to ten years earlier, to a student life that had been far from pleasant.
Back then, the gods had yet to descend, the Hundred Kings had yet to awaken, Earth had yet to become a battlefield of cosmic slaughter, and the martial saints sealed within ancient ruins had yet to revive.
But he had returned, bringing with him the perfect crystallization of future technology: the Martial God AI, which carried on the human race's martial heritage. He had returned to the decade before this grand age was about to begin.
He battled deep-sea monsters in the Bermuda Triangle.
He explored the ruins of ancient gods in the Sahara Desert.
He annihilated ancient undead in the pharaohs' pyramids.
He fought the gods of the stars in the vastness of space.
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He shored up a crumbling structure and turned back the raging tide at the brink of collapse.
In this life, he would leave no regrets and hold up the heavens with one hand!
