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I Am Supreme Novel SynopsisI am Supreme Spread or announce my might in the world, I am the Supreme Medicinal material is poison if it cannot cure;
a man who does not become a god will perish as ashes ………
Heavenly order has flaws, humanly world has injustice Cast aside romance, for evils prevail Misery brings forth kindness,
rage won’t lead to disputes Beyond principles and rules, let me carry out the execution Spread my might in the world,
slaughter injustice of the world Blade in hand, passion in heart; Passing judgement for life or death, sentenced by heroes with the blade,
Staring at the world with cold eyes, I have no regrets in my life ……….
Yun Yang is the central figure of the Nine Supremes of Yutang, heroes of the world.
When the Nine supremes were ambushed and killed at Tianxuan Cliff, Yun Yang was the only one to escape the massacre albeit with heavy internal injuries.
Watch as he takes revenge for his brothers against all those involved.
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“Men who wield swords, command brotherhood!”
Yun Yang murmured, raising his goblet for a toast and gulped the crimson wine, his gaze cold and thoughtful.
He lazed on a chair, dressed in purple, under the orchid roof of the courtyard. His eyes seemed to be looking at the canopy of orchids, yet his dazed, faraway look was as if he was staring into another dimension.
His features were delicately sculpted; perfectly arched eyebrows framed a pair of deep black orbs, and a straight chiseled nose sat atop lips akin to a budding rose.
His face was a perfect piece of jade, with raven black hair tied carelessly on his head and a fringe which hung loosely, framing both sides of his face. His whole being exuded otherworldliness, the kind that was tinged with lonesome exclusivity.
His beauty was parallel to that of a maiden.
Even so, 99% of girls in the world would not have features as delicate.
Yet the combination of such features brought about a cold and distant feeling, like a deity above the clouds that was dismissive of mortal emotions.
Although he was rather thin, and his face was too pale, those added a melancholic charm instead.
Yun Yang seemed to enjoy repeating the saying, “Men who wield swords, command brotherhood!”
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