At the Xuanmen Immortal Ascension Conference, Immortal Lord Qingxu indifferently pronounced a verdict: Mortal ants are not worthy of asking! The time traveler Chu Yang lowered his head and looked at his unresponsive spiritual test stone, then looked up at the aloof Immortal Lord and smiled. "The road to immortality has been cut off? That's because you don't know how to play!" The cross-border live broadcast system is activated, linking all the worlds with one click! "Fellow Taoists! The 100% immersive immortal cultivation simulator is open to the public today! The first charge will give you the peak of Qi refining, and you will get magical secrets when you kill monsters! We are brothers, come to the immortal cultivation world and kill me!" Countless worlds are boiling, and the fourth natural disaster has officially arrived! When hundreds of millions of players roared into the world, when the steel fairy ships were arrayed in the air, when modern thinking collided with ancient immortal cultivation methods... Immortal Lord Qingxu fell into deep contemplation for the first time as he looked at the group of strange monks shouting "Let's light up the health bar!", "For the equipment!", "Brothers start a team!" What's going on in this world of mortals? !
