Reincarnated With An SSS-Rank Talent In An Apocalyptic World - Chapter 55: Repairing Nightfall Dominion Territory

The path of immortality is nigh unachievable.Furthermore, the immortal world has been completely transformed by a plague!When immortals contact infected mortals, their cultivation bases fall, or worse, they return to the heavens; thus, the immortal and mortal realms have been eternally separated.Moreover, all immortal arts may only have one practitioner; thus, the world of immortality has become a dark forest.…Although Li Fan had grand ambitions when he first transmigrated to this world, he could only be trapped in mediocrity, slowly wasting away his mundane life.Fortunately, as he was dying, he finally awakened a supreme treasure that could turn truth into lie and reality into dream, reversing time to when he first arrived!Following this, Li Fan embarked on his endless path to immortality!In his second life, Li Fan ascended through politics and ruled the world after 50 years, but after searching worldwide, he found no trace of the Immortal Dao. Only at the end of his life could he glimpse the immortal path.In the third life, despite immense efforts and carefully laid schemes, Li Fan ultimately couldn’t resist a single strike of an immortal’s sword!In the fourth life……I, Li Fan, an ordinary mortal, will harbor no regrets throughout a thousand lifetimes, all for the pursuit of immortality!

One imperial edict and the family’s calculation, the sweet, adorable her met the cold him that was up high. She became his little princess consort. Everyone said that Prince Ying of Western Xuan Empire was shockingly ugly, cold-blooded and ruthless. They laughed at her that she had mistakenly entered the tiger’s den with her life in danger. But she just laughed that everyone in the world couldn’t see the wider picture, and were stupid and ignorant. The ugly appearance was actually beyond gorgeous, cold-blooded was actually gentle and sweet. She only wanted to hide him away and not allow other people to peep at him. “Big Ice Cube, take off your mask and let this princess have a look!” She propped up her chin with saliva flowing down.

Asura, a noble in the kingdom of Silvara, spent his days quietly until his world ended. Betrayed by his beloved wife and then killed, he swore to get revenge on them in his late moments. Upon death, Asura somehow returned 20 years into the past. Prepared to get revenge on the woman who betrayed him.On his journey for revenge, he discovers true love, friendship, and a life-altering truth.A dark cult controls his fate like a game—even his beloved's betrayal was their work. He learns about his powers and strange bloodlines. Then, about this being his ninth and final rebirth! All to revive their god, using Asura as the perfect vessel.Vowing to destroy the cult's plot and protect his loved ones, Asura forges an alternative path.Becoming the Devouring Monarch

When Shen Suhe opened his eyes, he saw a delicate woman banging her head against a pillar rather than die, and scolding her as a bastard to take over the girls on the street!

Shen Suhe: “???” I’m also a girl, I didn’t want to insult your innocence!

Originally a group of bad reputation, lustful, arrogant, and despised by everyone!

Shen Suhe struggled hard after wearing it, struggling to improve his reputation. Until one day, there was a weak and beautiful man on her bed.

The beautiful man was weak and wounded, and was engraved by someone, and there were bells ringing wherever he went.

The crowd exploded.

“Shen Suhe, beast! So beautiful and so cruel!”

“Shen Suhe can’t die! You actually engraved letters and hung bells for all the men. How is this different from a pet?”

“Curse Shen Suhe again! Now he’s actually attacking such a beautiful man! Crude, disgusting, bah!”

Shen Suhe: “…” I didn’t, I wasn’t!

Until one day, everyone discovered that this weak and beautiful man was aggressive and ferocious! Feet on tired bones! !

Everyone was trembling with tears in their eyes, and only then did they realize that Shen Suhe’s servant was a good person.

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Su Ye rested on Shen Suhe’s shoulder, his hands were stained with blood, but he still looked weak and aggrieved: “Ahe, your hands hurt.”

Shen Suhe hugged the person and coaxed: “Good, it won’t hurt in a while.”

Su Ye’s hostility instantly dissipated: “Ahe, you are mine~”

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