Master Of Great Calamity

To sink into deep sleep, not knowing how much time has passed. A waste? No, a genius! Emperor veins bestowed by the heavens. A crippled body? No, a godly body! The world as the enemy, fighting alone in all directions. His dignity must be retrieved! Martial inverse cultivating god, supreme above the world from past to present! A journey to godhood, moving unhindered and matchless! One day I’ll laugh, and I’ll laugh at the heavens! Godly body shall accomplish completion, to break the universe!

[Also known as: Immortal and Martial Venerable Emperor]. As a loyal disciple, Ye Chen dedicated himself to guard the spiritual medicine field for his sect. But, during a fight with enemies, the spiritual field was destroyed. His loyalty and dedication to the sect could not save him. The loyalty he thought he had obtained from his peers and lover, could not save him from betrayal. Thus, he was shamelessly banished from the sect. With the help of a flame falling from heaven, Ye Chen began to develop himself into a stronger cultivator. Battled against his opponents, unfolded his legendary life and rewrote his own story…

After his girlfriend broke up with him, wandering all over the place, Xia Tian happens to see a girl about to be hit, after he saves her, he ends on the hospital. Now thanks to his accident Xia Tian awakened the ability to see through anything, be it weak points, or through clothing, nothing escapes his eye. Especially girls.

Xiao Chen, “the waste” of Xiao clan, had his engagement to the Young Lady of the Yang clan renounced. And when he arrived at the sect that sympathized with him and took him in, he found corpses strewn all over the place and a mist of blood in the air. The sect was exterminated by a mysterious group that was looking for the ‘Wind Spirit Jade’. He himself was left behind only half-dead for ‘wastes do not deserve to die by their hand’. Humiliated once more and on the verge of death, in the surroundings strangeness happened. A whirlpool sucked up the blood mist and diverted it into Xiao Chen’s forehead, transforming and enhancing his body.

Qin Yi once believed that those who cultivate immortals are primarily indifferent to tranquility, without desire and desire, withstand temperament and withstand temptation. It was finally discovered that Xian first had personal words next to it. Xian Lu bitter cold, you and I hug each other to keep warm.

A striking man of mysterious origin and peerless talent, he looks back at the world, in all its entirety, with utter disdain. And yet, in the treacherous and unpredictable ultimate formation of the Boundless Secular World, he guards a breathtaking ancient qin with broken strings, waiting silently for the destined one to arrive! A boy encounters him, and knows for the first time that the world beneath the Heavens is a fickle place. Not even demons, devils, ghosts and monsters can match the frivolity of human nature! A slender physique, and jade-like beauty, but the sword that strikes between heaven and earth is not unlike a streaming rainbow! The vastness of the starry sky, the seven emotions and six desires! Greed, anger and ignorance! The teachings of Buddha will grant you boundless strength! A sea of blood will come, at the cost of all mortal beings full of honest hope! The ghosts wail as the gods roar, but the sea of blood has no end! Where, pray tell, is the path I should take? Since there is no path, no matter how bitter and bloody the sea, even if my boat is made out of bones, I will soar to the heavens above!

The boundless universe was filled with all sorts of wonders. I, Chen *Ping An, only have one sword, to move mountains, turn the seas upside down, suppress demons, deal with gods, pluck stars, break rivers, destroy cities, and open the heavenly abode! My name is Chen Ping An, Ping An* of Peace, and I am a swordsman. The Midland world was full of wonders. In the center of the world, there was a scholar who had once used a sword to slash out a waterfall of the Milky Way. This was the person he was the most proud of. At the edge of the East Sea’s cliffs, there was a nameless Daoist who was unwilling to ascend to the peak of a mountain. He only wished for a cool breeze to brush against his face. In the Western Pure Land, there was an old monk who liked to treat people to chicken soup and tell stories. In the southern border of the Wilderness, there was a blind painter who controlled golden-armored puppets that were as tall as mountains to move the hundred thousand mountains, creating an embroidered picture. An impoverished youth who grew up in the north. One day, he saw tens of thousands of Sword Kinesis Immortals above him, like a swarm of locusts crossing the border. He wanted to see for himself the scholar that the storyteller had mentioned, the surging tides of the East Sea, the vast swamps of sand in the west, and the majestic mountains of the Southern Wasteland. Thus, one day, the youth picked up the wooden sword and began to descend south. Notes: * Ping An means peace ** The four directions here are just the four sides of the map of China and the earth. As for the World of Righteousness, it was only one of the four “World”.

An unexpected discovery in Machu Picchu has transported a young professional thief from Earth to a world filled with mystical powers and evil plots. With his beloved teacher and best friend killed during the calamity, his only goal is to become stronger, so that he can take revenge for them.This is a novel filled with politics, the struggle for power, evil beauties, and of course, Divine Immortals.

The eternal struggle between good and evil, Qin Shuang steps onto the path of cultivating, meeting various heroic individuals on her way to immortality, experiencing various events on her journey.

Lu Changsheng felt quite unwell. After transmigrating into a XianXia world, he came to possess a protagonist’s face. His temperament was extraordinary, creating many fanatics in all forms of life. Whenever he broke through to the next realm, it would create a “Heaven-Earth Phenomenon”. Whenever he read aloud a poem, it would alarm all scholars under the heavens. Whenever he spoke a few random words from the Tao Te Jing, Zhuangzi, or Huangting Jing, even more phenomenons would appear: a deluge of heavenly flowers, innumerable rays of multicolored sunlight, and mythical beasts offering auspicious omens. Whenever he casually went out to gain some experience and learn, mounts would turn up without being invited and buddhist monks appeared every 10 steps he took. However, it was exactly under this kind of setting. Lu Changsheng refused to believe by all possible means, that his cultivation was ordinary.

[It’s hot and wild, and it’s changed every day] I am the demon ancestor Luo Hu, I am going to fight Hongjun Dao ancestor, although the surface is calm and calm, my heart is flustered… What should I do? Will it die? Wait online… Urgent, urgent, urgent… The same prehistoric, the same character, different plot, my prehistoric has no regrets!

Untolerated by heaven, a boy was restricted by the most powerful spell. He accidentally acquired a painting inhabited by nine souls that claimed to be immortal. Then, the legend of a strong young man who violated heavenly principles against the course of nature began.