The spiritual tide revives and Gao Wu rises. But because I couldn't awaken my powers, I was regarded as useless and could only live by the "superstitious" books passed down from my ancestors.
Until the "ghost" that even the Martial Saint cannot solve appears, the power system completely collapses and the world falls into despair.
When the strong men looked at me, they realized that the glutinous rice I scattered was more effective than their peerless martial arts; the "immortal family" I invited made the arrogant ghost king tremble.
Only then did they kneel down and beg me to take action. And I just opened the first page of notes left by my ancestors...
