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... acity. Even though he made it seem easy, Huo Yuhao had already expended more than fifty percent of his soul power. This was something he had not experienced after becoming an Ultimate Douluo.

“Good!” Di Tian exclaimed loudly. He swung his left fist forward as he released a wave of spatial power.

An almighty intent was released at that instant. A gigantic black dragon appeared right behind Huo Yuhao as it opened its mouth to devour him.

Once again, Di Tian ripped apart space as ...

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MTL - Apocalyptic Rebirth: Earth’s Vast Changes

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As the mad researcher in a tattered white coat activated the self-destruction device, Qin Luo knew that this time, there was no escape.

He was well aware of the destructive power of the self-destruction device.
Even if he is genetically inborn with an independent space, it is impossible to use the power of his space to resolve against such a terrible explosion.

His only end would be a torn space and the crushed bones.

On an unrecognizable earth rampant with zombies and mutant creatures, this end is good.

Death is far better than living…

With a skull splitting headache he opened his eyes to find himself reborn in the year before the apocalypse happened.

Is this a joke!!!
Is this a chance for him to be prepared to combat the apocalypse?
Is God not satisfied with all the bitterness he had went through and would enjoy watching him suffer once more?

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Chapter 14: The Abyss Below

Ashes Of The First Tyrant

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Epic fantasy presence: Ashes Of The First Tyrant [AOTFT]Prologue – The Law of AuraThey say every soul burns.Some flare brightly and fade. Others smolder quietly for a lifetime.But a rare few, rare beyond reason ignite with such intensity that the world bends to them. These are not gods. Not yet.These are the Tyrants.And their aura is not a gift.It is a weight a burden.In this world, aura is everything.It is the breath behind a sword strike, the pressure behind a command, the silent will that can crush or inspire. Most are born with it. Few master it.But only one…only one in an ageawakens the Tyrant’s Spirit…the aura that dominates not by force, but by presence alone.