Earth Master's Prisoner's Record

The day when the blood beads temper the bones, the time when the bronze locks the soul. Qingyang, a mining slave in Donghuangzhou, has to turn in ten Yin evil beads that are tempered with his own essence and blood every month. When he discovered that these beads were resurrecting the corpse immortal who should have been extinct three hundred years ago, the incomplete slave mark on the collarbone was covered with bronze blood vessels. There are three shackles in this world: Mortals mine to feed the immortals, while monks refine elixirs to feed the heavens. The inheritance of the lineage of earth masters is the curse that the shepherds will be buried in forever. Whenever you break through the realm, you are completing a "pasture harvest" for the upper civilization. Dark Immortal + Time Prisoner + Cthulhu Element From the blood tax prisoner at the bottom of the mine to the shepherd behind the giant bronze door, Qingyang discovered in countless reincarnations that the so-called ascension is just a seasonal dish on the table of high-dimensional beings. The ultimate paradox of mortal flow—— If this heaven-reaching cultivation level is all carefully prepared bait by those who feed me, do you dare to chew up your own golden elixir and become a barb in the stomach of heaven that will never be digested?