Luo Jin Burns the Sky, Martial Arts Becomes the Emperor

Magma surged in the rift valley, and broken bones and broken blades howled in the strong wind. Luo Jin crushed the last boundary monument, and the blood scab on his fist peeled off with his breath. "The throne of the emperor was never a gift from destiny. It was a way that I split through the ninety-nine hells and built it with my bones and blood!" Behind him, the burning flames burned down the sky of the old world, and in front of him the long river of martial arts in the new era boiled. He raised his fist and pointed at the sky, his voice breaking through the sky: "My name is Luo Jin, I regard martial arts as my emperor, in heaven and on earth, anyone who refuses to accept - you can come and fight!" This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.