System, I Am Following an Incredible Host.

He once smashed two great emperors to death with his baby body. He once broke through the foundation with a three-year-old spirit. He was awarded the title of Alchemy God at the age of 17. The genius he single-handedly overwhelmed could not lift his head... No matter how powerful the enemy was, he could fight it with one sword... That sword was like a bolt of lightning cutting through the night sky, dazzling; that sword was like a blade of death rising from hell, bone-chilling; that sword was like a lone boat in the stormy waves, teetering on the edge of collapse. The murderous aura forms clouds at three o'clock, and the cold sound spreads all night long. Looking at each other, blood is pouring from the white blade. Never care about Xun in the death festival. When the sword comes out, the stars fall, and a piece of cold light suddenly appears. She sheathes the sword and falls all over the ground. If there is no blood, there will be no regrets! What about God? Anyone who offends me will die. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.