My System Is Called Hall of Fame

A magical palace hit the sweeping Taoist boy of Qingsongguan. In the main hall, there were countless statues of powerful people. A magical journey was about to begin. The powerful people in the sky, gods and Buddhas all over the sky, sorry, but they all obediently allowed me to possess them. "Tathagata Buddha, your Tathagata Palm is also so-so!" "Master Tongtian, let me play with the Immortal Killing Sword Formation!" "King of Hell, if you go to such trouble to let go of someone, I'd better do it myself!" … Watch how a street sweeper grows into a supremely powerful man. Hall of Fame in hand! I have the world! This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.