Tianzhuan Keel

This world was originally a prison made of the bones and blood of saints. Chen Xuange, who possesses the sword bone of Haoran and the heart seed of the demon, found a shocking dilemma in Hanshan Academy—— The sacred words of the Confucian Temple turned into man-eating fire pythons, and the sacred pillars of the Wu clan were engraved with military killing curses. Even the broken letter that he grew up with was actually a demon-suppressing coffin made from the bones of the sub-sage! When the clouds of calamity gnaw at the stars, The Immortal-killing Sword Formation in the Sword Pavilion hangs upside down as a nail in the coffin. The evil pillars of the twelve capital gods of the Wu clan were split into pieces to make a measuring ruler. Even the double pupil of his previous life hidden in his left eye was peeking at the shackles of benevolence in the thirty-third heaven that locked millions of living beings. Cultivation here is all nonsense: A Confucian scholar's natal character will be punished if he refines it. The sword cultivator's natal sword is the key when it is forged. And the bronze scroll, which had eaten up all the articles of the sages, was carving a new way of heaven on his spine... I want this common people cooked by saints—— Take a taste of the real awe-inspiring energy. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.