If all living beings are equal, why are there upper and lower realms? Why did the Immortal King create the world and eventually destroy it? Why is the brilliant sky divided into nine levels? Since there is cause and effect, why is there no reincarnation in the world?
Once it is about to be completed, all the bones will wither, the old soul will be gone, a new soul will be born, the bronze will come out, and the storm will rise.
This is a story about how a mortal boy conquered the Nine Provinces step by step, shocked all the tribes, aspired to the way of heaven, and unified the nine heavens.
The story is a bit long, so let me tell you slowly...
(Not invincible, not routine, not harem, not brainless, not systematic...)
