I Use My Armor to Sweep Through the World of Cultivation

"The way of heaven is a cage, and those who break the shackles will eventually become trapped beasts." Special police officer Huang Yi fell into the tampered world of cultivation. His right wrist was embedded with the broken Imperial River Divine Armor, and his left eye analyzed the horrifying truth: -For monks to ascend, they need to cut out their heads and sacrifice them. Thunder calamity is the mark of sin carved into the soul. -The chains hanging down in the depths of the black sun are dragging the world to the dimensional grave When he touched the bloody word ERP on the stone tablet in the forbidden area, the warning from seven hundred years ago emerged: All the ascended ones lost their heads in the black sun. At this moment, the puppets of the Blood Evil Sect crossed the rift in the nether world, and the Xingtian Shackles around Mo Qingzhu's neck oozed blood. And the cry of the baby deep in the Hongmeng Ancestral Court is getting closer and closer with the awakening of the twelve divine armors—— Put on armor, or become armor. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.