Chen Yang had spent three years playing a mobile immortal-cultivation game. At last, that night, his character's cultivation broke through to the Immortal Emperor realm, and he defeated the boss. After putting down his phone and going peacefully to sleep, the screen suddenly lit up. A vortex formed on it, then a beam of light shot out and entered the space between Chen Yang's brows. The next morning, Chen Yang woke to find a space in his mind containing all the cultivation techniques, weapons, and supplies he had stockpiled while playing the game.
With these resources, he built an immortal-cultivation clan that dominated a world undergoing spiritual qi revival.
Good-looking, good-looking, so good-looking.