Rebirth Of The Urban Immortal Cultivator - Chapter 1194 - The Divine Lord of the North Qiong Sect

I will go forward step by step, until one day I surpass you, Dad! !!

Zhao Gang, who has graduated from the World Hunter School, returns to the city. He inspires his own country and surpasses his father who is already at the top of the world.

- Description from Uukanshu

Extraordinary and decadent world.

Individual power determines order.

The family masters knowledge, monopolizes resources, and increases its heritage from generation to generation.

Fate, physique, spiritual consciousness, comprehension, spiritual roots, Taoist tools…

All elements leading to the avenue have been cut off.

Mortals can’t breathe.

For thousands of years, the order is eternal, and only the true immortals overlook the world.

It was not until a modern man who was constantly reincarnated and enhanced his talents came and discovered the mystery of this world that the world was turned upside down!

Let’s see him walking in history, exhausting time and accumulation, breaking this eternal order, and shining brightly.

Going against fate and killing immortals is on the way!

- Description from novelbuddy

Even though Gu Yunxi was created from the accumulation of the resentment of souls, there was not a bit of ruthlessness nor cruelty in his nature, only a desire to cultivate. Just as he achieved his human form, he was sent to reincarnate. Under the control of Heaven, he experienced life after life of suffering, dying a terrible death every single time. After thousands of reincarnations, thousands of terrible deaths, he finally accumulated enough power to escape from the Laws of Heaven. He swore to get revenge on this blind Heaven’s Law that’s unable to differentiate good from evil.

So what if it’s the Heavens? He will stir up the rights and wrong, the good and evil!

You want me to accept this life and die, but I just won’t! I want to live, to rebel against the heavens, to reverse this joke of a destiny!

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“Wait, someone might see.” Charlton said, recalling the glass window.