Immortal arts, magic weapons, magical powers*, and the boundless spiritual Qi between heaven and earth vanished into obscurity overnight, and all the exorcists became mere mortals.
300 years later, the Five Barbarians traversed the pass, a prelude to an era of great turmoil in China. They heralded the end of the world, where thousands of drought fiends stalked the night and the collapse of the Divine Land** was imminent.
Fortunately, within this long, dark night*** where silence had fallen on all magic, a lone star still glistened brightly on the horizon.
The Heart Lamp appeared, illuminating the vast expanse around it. A 16-year-old young man, who will end his life on his 20th birthday, embarked on a journey of reclaiming the spiritual Qi of the heavens and earth that had been sealed away — only four years remain.
The road ahead was filled with countless thistles and thorns, and it seemed improbable for him to succeed.
Chen Xing, “The important thing is that I’m the last exorcist in this world, yet the only magic I am capable of is emitting light. What can I do?”
Wait patiently then. When the Dinghai pearl reappears on earth, the uncertain trajectory of everyone’s fates will be completely disrupted before converging once more.
Chen Xing, “Could I be partnered with a more normal Protector martial god?”
Isn’t your Protector really skilled in fighting?
Chen Xing, “He is good at fighting, but when he loses it he’ll hit even me……”
There’s nothing that can be done about that, you can only blame yourself for losing yourself to lust.
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*: Buddhist term: Abhijñā, a mysterious force that surpasses the limits of mortals gained through meditation
**: old name for China
***: figurative meaning: long period of misery and oppression
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Chapter 138 At the end of the song, I’ve read a million miles.