A legend forged from a coffin lid. A powerhouse trained by a dog.
In this life, one must stand tall beneath the heavens, soar ever higher, defy the Dao and cut a path forward, ascend to the summit, and reach the very pinnacle.
Pang Wu was born into the direct line of the Pang family of the Great Li Dynasty in Eastern Continent, but was exiled to a remote border town, where he suffered one humiliation after another.
Then one day, a coffin lid struck him, and he met a black dog that was training a new character...
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
Does anyone remember one of the Sichuan dialects? Sun, you fairy board