He was once a peerless genius who had never been seen in the Xuantian Sect. His Taoist name was "Yuan Ming". He was in the realm of Yuan Ying's Great Perfection. He could destroy all demons at the point of his sword. In an earth-shattering battle, he single-handedly slaughtered millions of demonic armies, staining the sky with blood and shocking the world. However, just when he was trying to turn the tide and his reputation was at its peak, his master who had never seen the dragon suddenly appeared. Instead of a word of praise, he kicked him into a deep and unpredictable space crack.
"In the age of Dharma's end, the mortal world is vast. Go down and refine your heart!" Master's voice was indifferent and ethereal, leaving no room for doubt.
Lin Yuan felt like the world was spinning, and his vast magic power, which could move mountains and fill seas, was suppressed by some mysterious law. When he woke up from the dizziness, the dazzling neon lights almost burned his eyes. In front of us is a bizarre steel jungle, with piercing whistles, filthy air, and a steady stream of iron boxes that exude pungent "smoke and smoke"... Is this the world of mortals mentioned by Master? The end of the Dharma era?
What made him laugh even more was that those precious spiritual materials that caused a bloody storm in the world of cultivation have become cheap decorations worn casually by ordinary people in this world! The so-called "spiritual gemstones" are just poor glass. The low-grade spiritual stones that are regarded as treasures by the monks are actually abandoned by mortals like worn-out shoes and piled haphazardly on street stalls.
