Tiange

This world is strange and bizarre, but this seems to be the way this world should be. Who said that a scholar is useless, a little aura of awe-inspiring power can make the wind fly thousands of miles away, the pen stops, the ink is exhausted, the article is completed, the loyalty is obvious, the mountains and seas are burned. Who said that warriors with gold and jade can move mountains, fill seas, shake earth, and divide seas? Who said that cultivating immortals is just a fantasy, the universe is a store of goods, mustard seeds and Xumiru, I have a million flying swords, and the swords are pointed at the west sky. Who said that faith can only be false? There was once a person who took a step across the desert to save lives and souls; there was once a person who guarded a city, his body was holy, blazing like the sun, with six wings on his back, shining like light; there was once a fire that burned everything in the world; there was once a soil that could cover the sky... When superpowers and magicians fight against immortal cultivators, when Western dragons dance with Eastern dragons, when China competes with Western gods for faith, when angels and demons fight on the other side of the world, the King of Hell is applauding them. Where are human beings? Surrendering, or looking for their own paradise? This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.