Sacrificial Artifact System: From Bell-ringer to the Ancestral Patriarch of the Sect - Chapter 11: Treasure Map

An accident gave Su Hao the ability to reincarnate infinitely.

But who can tell him why he can’t live past five years of age every time he is reincarnated?

The universe is dangerous and unfriendly to children.

Su Hao decided on his first small goal — to become an adult.

“How could I not even become an adult!”

…

Amidst Su Hao’s millions of reincarnations, one time after another. After obtaining enough knowledge, he discovered the way to become a god.

This is a mortal’s path to divinity. Maybe… you can too!

Le Xia traveled to the Marvel world. He was born ordinary, but after encountering a dilapidated bronze box, his life was destined to be extraordinary.

“Put on the holy clothes and protect the love and justice on the earth!”

The moment he touched the box, these words were imprinted into his soul.

Whether it’s evil spirits in the dark, covets in the starry sky, or “gods” who regard all living beings as playthings, all evils that try to disturb the peace of this land will face the justice of the saints.

When the golden holy clothes reflected the dazzling starlight and the white cloak fluttered without wind, the legend of the Saint Seiya began to spread throughout the Marvel universe.

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