A masterpiece in world building, character design and power system. Just reading the fights in this story gets my blood pumping. The author has weaved a power system that is so creative and allowed for so much creativity. A power system and the main character's climb so believable that you will find yourself wondering if humanity in real life might also be able to achieve these levels of individual strength. Hats off to an incredible writer and this incredible story. I am glad that I am able to witness this story and John Falken's climb as it gets unfolded.Thank you
story good can be little more detailed and world building is also good not very fast as regular manhua I liked it and also recommend it for enjoyment funny and interesting story would be great if it continues here
sometimes it's hard to identify who is talking to. the story is good but you post me by killing the maid. I personally don't like tragedy driven plot, it makes me feel depressed when a character I like die.
THIS IS AMAZING THIS IS MY NOVEL I HAVE GIVEN THIS NOVEL STAR . BEING AS I GENERALLY LIKE THIS BOOK HAVING READ . I HOPE YOU MIGHT HAVE FELT DELIGHTFUL . IN ADDTION TO THIS YOU WILL FEEL JOYFUL HAVING READ THIS BOOK LIFE WISE ME
*Sigh*Qidian should just make it so that you cannot review if you have not read anything. 1st thing you always gotta do on this site, Sift through all the reviews to find the ones who have actually read some chapters.
"Julian, listen to what I have to say first, please," Aaron begged, a desperation in his voice that I had heard only once before. It was when his mom had died in the hospital ward and he had begged for her not to leave him.
He had arrived in a mysterious world. His name was Yi Yun and he had been resurrected from the dead. He had a cute and beautiful elder incest sister who adored him. Her name was probably Jiang Xiaorou.
John looked at me in disbelief and then shook his head choosing to stay silent then try to dissuade me. I gritted my teeth and prepared to take another shot when I seen he was thrown from the tree. I snorted as I now knew that Mom had found him as well. Such an unlucky guy. I seen Mom, jump down after him and pick him up by the scruff of his shirt. She started beating him up, venting some of her anger that she was feeling.
