When Bi Jingjing woke up from the altar, he found that he was the only one of Zhulong bloodline in the world. In this eternal kingdom where the strong are respected, he silently compresses his magic power and quietly lays out his plans. The ghosts in the network signals convey information to him, and the stars in the sky deduce the fate of all realms. The geniuses of the Haoyue Sect didn't know yet that the purple lightning void-breaking thunder technique they were so proud of had already been completely penetrated by his poisonous world...
