For twenty years since his soul had transmigrated, Bailuo thought this was an ordinary world, until one day, a black leather book appeared in his mind.
"Is there magic in this world?"
Facing Bailuo's question, his uncle remained unwavering as he said, "No."
"But there are miracles."
"What are miracles?"
"A sword that can release flames, a pot that can pour out gold, a beautiful girl grown from a fruit."
The uncle said, "Controlling the mist, bringing the storm, commanding the thunder."
"Magic!"
Bailuo raised his hand and pointed, "This is definitely magic!"
"No."
His uncle said, "These are truly miracles."
Years later, when Bailuo looked upon the nation he had built with his own hands, that magnificent and majestic sight, he agreed with what his uncle had said all those years ago, "This is a miracle..."

Senior Sister wielded the Holy Sword, and clashed swiftly with the crazed Inya.


The Supreme Tier Holy Sword, only second to the Upper Tier Miracles, slashed at Inya's body time and time again, but Iron Simpleton's body seemed indestructible, no matter how Senior Sister attacked, she couldn't leave a single scratch on her.


Bailuo had received some information about the Zhong Yan Emperor from Yagen.


The Zhong Yan Emperor is one of the dragon gods in the legends of Miracle World, akin to the Dragon of Miracles and the Infinite Dragon, all of them being the most elite Miracle Creatures.


Even weapons as potent as Li Guang and Twilight could only manage to break through its defenses.


As for victory or defeat, it still depended on the strength of the person wielding the weapon.


If the ability is lacking, then holding Twilight in front of the Zhong Yan Emperor is meaningless, and one would die as they should.


Chapter 871 - Chapter 549: Human Nature (Seeking Monthly Tickets)