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wheel of destiny (damocles fall)

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"His father taught him to never yield. The heavens taught him otherwise. Gen is the son of the Invincible Immortal Jiang, raised on absolute power and absolute pride. In a world where cultivators command reality through the six Wheels of Destiny, Gen's unbreakable will made him a prodigy—and a fool." "When celestial enforcers descend to punish humanity's arrogance, Gen's world of security shatters in a single day. Cast into a desperate five-year mission to prevent annihilation, he charges forward like the arrogant genius he's always been—turning allies into enemies, pushing his closest friend Liang into the arms of the corrupt Dark Wheels, and treating the end of the world as his personal proving ground." "A duel with A being that should have killed him. A betrayal that cuts deeper than any blade. A defeat so complete it cracks his soul in ways cultivation cannot heal. For the first time in his life, Gen can't fight his way out."
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