In the Age of Ending Dharma when spiritual energy was thin, everyone in the world of cultivation thought that the Xuanji Heavenly Lord who once opened the Heavenly Gate with his sword and suppressed the Demonic Abyss with his fist had long since shattered into the void and left. Little did they know that this legendary figure, who had been written down in thousands of sect books, was squatting on the street corner of Qingyun Town selling scallion pancakes with his local dog that he had raised for three hundred years.
When the Taixu Immortal Sect was besieged by the Jiuyou Demon Lord and the mountain guarding formation collapsed inch by inch, the handyman disciple Zhou Hao who went down the mountain to purchase trembled and crushed the pancake in his arms. In an instant, the world turned upside down, and three thousand paths sounded like strings. In the blood-colored sky that was torn open by the demonic tide, a figure in a blue shirt and bamboo hat stepped out of the boiling fireworks in the oil pot, and half of the burnt pancake skin in his hand turned into a golden seal that covered the sky.
"I have lived in seclusion for three hundred years." He dusted off the sesame seeds on his apron, "I want to see what kind of monster dares to miss my meal?"
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.