Chen Mo is the most humble slave in the mine.
The depleted spirit stone veins were drained by the powerful, and the overseers sharpened their knives and prepared to slaughter the mine slaves and silence them.
Falling into an underground river while escaping, he touched a stone bead surrounded by gray mist next to a withered skeleton.
At the moment of contact, the pursuer turned a blind eye to him.
>"So the more low-key you are, the more invincible you are?"
From then on, he was obsessed with: robbing treasures in the market? He squats in a corner and gnaws cakes; seizing treasure in a secret place? He pretends to be a herb gatherer and digs grass; a battle between immortals and demons? He hid in a cave and slept.
Thousands of years later, a catastrophe broke out in the immortal world, and the five immortal emperors joined forces to attack the mastermind behind the scenes.
The fairy light in the sky tore through the stars, and Chen Mo was seen slowly crawling out of the ruins.
"It's so noisy," he complained, rubbing his eyes, "Didn't I secretly replace the chaos energy of your boundary monument?"
——The core of the imperial palaces of the five Immortal Emperors is quietly lighting up with the same gray fog mark.
