Ten Years Sweeping the Holy Land, and You Still Think I'm a Mortal?

The Holy Lord falls, and the sacred land crumbles!

The West Ruan Holy Land, overlord of the Tianxuan Continent, was struck by catastrophe overnight. Its Holy Lord, who had commanded the continent’s respect, died under mysterious circumstances! Three thousand glassy soul lamps shattered, and the protective mountain formation crumbled to dust.

The Blood Prison Ancestor stood atop the plaque of the Holy Lord’s palace, the withered claws of the Black Yin Matriarch dripped with blood, and the Heavenly Sword Elder’s sword fell silent in death! Three peerless old demons had joined forces to attack, determined to divide up the sacred land and sacrifice its disciples!

The Holy Lord’s seven prodigious disciples roared defiance and fought to the death. Yet the eldest senior brother’s spine was shattered, the second senior sister’s zither snapped and was stained with blood, and the violent third senior brother teetered on the brink of death... The sacred land was filled with cries of anguish, and despair yawned like an abyss!

At the critical moment, just as a blood-smeared ghost claw was about to tear out the little junior sister’s throat,

Tang Cheng, the handsome youth everyone regarded as a “good-for-nothing,” stepped forward. For ten years, he had silently swept fallen leaves outside the Dragon Cliff Cave in the rear mountains!

With a gentle sweep of his battered broom, he erased the Blood Prison Ancestor’s deadly ghost claw! The three old demons swept the area with their divine senses, but found only emptiness. Not a trace of spiritual energy. A mortal?

“Hahaha! Is the West Ruan Holy Land so empty that it sent a useless sweeper to take the fall?!”

Their mocking words had barely ended when the boy Tang Cheng raised his eyes indifferently and parted his lips:

“Such noisy... ants.”

As the words fell, he raised one hand!

Boom!

The nine heavens split apart! A streak of purple divine lightning, stretching across the sky and radiating an oppressive force over the continent, descended with the fury of Heaven and Earth!

The Blood Prison Ancestor, along with his demonic mount and overwhelming bloodshed, was instantly annihilated, reduced to nothing!

Silence!

Absolute silence!

“To call down divine punishment from Heaven and Earth with a mere gesture? Could he... have already reached the demigod realm?”

Ten years of silence, unknown to all; one raised hand, and a demon god is buried!

Who is this sweeping servant everyone had forgotten?