20 Results in the "Above the Divine Kingdom" fandom
Above the Divine Kingdom (2025) is a brand-new xianxia fantasy anime series created by the original team behind The Land of Miracles: Unparalleled Beads. Spanning six intense days and nights, a mysterious case unfolds as a young man is sent back twelve years into the past. Can he break the chains of fate and uncover the secrets of the Divine Kingdom?- 8.8 K • Oct 3, '25
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Chapter 20: Awakening
In the quiet sanctuary of a rain-lashed courtyard, mercy becomes a fragile shield against the encroaching storm of demonic pursuit. Thunder rumbled distantly as Ning Changjiu secured the courtyard gate with his umbrella, latching it firmly against the relentless downpour. His gaze fell upon the white-clad woman sprawled lifelessly on the ground. A Wounded Sword Immortal Her jade-like form was drenched in crimson, both sleeves shredded to ribbons. Stark sword marks scarred her snow-white arms,…- 2.1 M • Ongoing
- In the clash of sword and claw, a battle of wills unfolds, where a single moment of hesitation can mean the difference between life and death. Thunderclaps roared over Phoenix Lake, their echoes reverberating through the stormy sky. The old fox, manipulating the Witchmaster’s body, vanished from his spot in an instant, leaving only a ripple of demonic energy in his wake. A Clash Above the Lake A white-robed woman streaked through the air like a rainbow, her graceful form intercepted mid-flight…
- 2.1 M • Ongoing
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Chapter 18: The Old Fox’s Torch
Not a single drop of rain fell upon Phoenix Lake. Across the vast expanse, thick ice sealed the surface. The suspended moisture condensed into a steady fall of hailstones. A masked woman of the Sword Edict Heaven Sect stood upon the frozen lake, leaning on her sword. Blood trickled from beneath her mask. She lifted her head. High above, the blood-red specter of the demon fox coiled around the old man. The Witch Sovereign, clutching a burning ancient scroll, struggled desperately to hold her…- 2.1 M • Ongoing
- In the dim attic, Song Ce gripped a copper pestle over a foot long, engraved with ancient inscriptions, and strode swiftly through the palace’s shadowy corridors. Since the emperor had dismissed all attendants when retrieving the pestle, the outside clamor had not yet reached this place. Because he lacked imperial blood, the pestle had already burned his palm red and swollen. Yet Song Ce still clutched it tightly, his expression calm, bordering on indifference. He recalled the emperor’s shocked,…
- 2.1 M • Ongoing
