The young master of the Liantian clan, Qi Qi, used his tempered body to pry the secrets of the weapon veins. There was a crisp sound of cracking ore under the hammer, and a cold light of decisive killing was in his eyes - what he wanted was never the vain name of a hundred clans competing, but a way out of the predicament for the Liantian clan, even if the cost was a head-on collision with the Tianhuang clan's Fen Tianyan.
Xuan, a prodigy of the Poliang Clan, had his fortune-telling chart shattered on the way to escape, but in the miasma of the Lost Soul Lake, he glimpsed a fortune that went against the will of heaven. In the fragments of Qianjisuan, the death door of the Tianhuang clan's world-locking formation is hidden, as well as his paranoia about the word "best friend" - he has deduced it thousands of times, but Xinqi and Mu Yan will not let him go alone.
Mu Yan of the Wanling clan was imprisoned in the flame cage of the Tianhuang clan. The fire scars on his back were as stubborn as the Huiling Flower seeds in his arms. The art of cultivating spirits can not only give birth to vegetation, but also plant hope in desperate situations. When the wind blows, the ancient war trees will break through the cage and stand side by side with their allies.
The sky-burning flames of the Tianhuang Clan cannot burn away the bonds between the three clans, and the soul-eating miasma of the Soul Clan cannot cover up the glimmer of the Chaos Orb. When Thunder Punishment and the Shadow Clan's hidden arrows shot out from the darkness, and when the Underworld Erosion Liquid flooded the Broken Dragon Stream, the three young men used hammers, astrolabes and spiritual plants to carve out a bloody path belonging to the alliance on the ruins of the melee between hundreds of tribes.
They said that the Body Tempering Realm could not shake the mountains of the Spiritual Sea Realm; they laughed that the Deception Technique could not figure out the Tianhuang Clan's plot; they sighed that the Ten Thousand Spirit Leaves could not protect them from a certain death situation.
The hammer that can be opened can break the shackles of fate; the mysterious calculation dares to reverse the predetermined death situation; the seeds of Mu Yan must bloom in desperate situations.
The day the Chaos Orb rotates is when the old order collapses.
This is not the legend of one person, but the prologue of millions of ethnic groups fighting for light in the darkness.
Reader comments
It feels pretty good. The author needs to improve, but it's pretty good for a newcomer.
It feels pretty good. The author needs to improve, but it's pretty good for a newcomer.