In the Prehistoric Times, I, the Mosquito Taoist, Lived Till the End of the Dharma

In the Age of Dharma Ending, in the unnamed abyss, a man is sitting on a twelve-level lotus platform. The sea of ​​blood below was churning, and wisps of blood flowed into the Taoist's body. Dahong, you are not him after all. You can restrain others, but you can't do anything to me after all! The Taoist took one step forward, and the sea of ​​blood returned to him. Taking another step, cracks appeared in the surrounding space. Taking another step, a portal filled with purple energy appeared out of thin air. As the Taoist entered the portal, several wisps of purple energy escaped. A new era is coming! This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.