Lin Nian traveled through the world of high martial arts, and when he opened his eyes, he saw thousands of races fighting for hegemony, and the strong ones tearing the sky apart. In his hand, there was only an unknown spear.
There is no system, no grandpa, just a gun that gets more vicious as the war goes on, and a man who gets more and more crazy as he kills.
"Heaven-level master? Pierce him with one shot."
"Mythical beast? Grill it on skewers."
"My reasoning is simple - whoever catches this shot is qualified to negotiate terms with me."
After three thousand years of practice in this world, no one dares to claim to be invincible.
Until that day, Lin Nian single-handedly stepped onto the mountain gate and asked the world with a smile:
——"Who is willing to die first?"
(Invincible flow + decisive killing + extreme violent aesthetics, no frustration throughout the process, the end is the end of the gun)
